Bills Are Paid

[Hook] x2
 Can't tell me nothin'. I'm not worried at all
 I live for today. A pocket full of dreams
 All my bills are paid. All my bills are paid
 1: RiFF RaFF]
 Woke up this mornin', the sales started pourin'
 Coffee cups by Jackie Joyner with Versace tile flooring
 Rap game Alonz Mourning, or maybe Martin Lawrence
 Could've played for Charlotte Hornets, but they found weed in my warm ups
 Nice try, and I used to be a nice guy
 Swing through Popeye's, three piece and the cajun fries
 Exceptionally on sight, never stage fright
 Connections are nice, more plugs than a night light
 Move slow. Macadamian wrist watch
 Silhouettes in the window rap game Alfred Hitchcock
 Silky smooth house, that's suede lota sweetinin
 Summertime every day, whole life a weekend
 [Hook] x2
 2: Andy]
 I eat sushi with sake bombs, eat the coochie of soccer moms
 I'll sock your mom, yes I will hit a ho
 Grab my pinky ring, then I'm out the door
 Don't trust me cause I'm mental, trust me I'm mental
 On a private jet eating caviar lentils
 Bend the flight attendant like a New York pretzel
 Stab the fucking pilot with a number 2 pencil
 Ain't no yeast in the east to make my bread rise
 So I stay baked in Cali with palm trees and red eyes
 This L.A. paper is so so shady
 It's just not right like homo babies
 [Hook] x2
 3: Dirt Nasty]
 Can't tell me anything, got green like an alien
 Saving my money until im Arabian
 Fill up a stadium, then I don't go
 I'm in the motel down the road doing blow, alone
 Wanna be rich, but I know it'll kill me
 Stash infinity dollars in the chimney
 The mob wanna hit me, and get me
 Balls in Bahamas, my head up in Sicily
 Fuck that, you can't tell me nada
 I'm saving my dollars for the whole enchilada
 Bitch, I'm the American dream, I balance
 Coke and hoes on my triple beam
 [Hook] x2