Chasing my money like I'm Oprah, nigga. From Dade County now mansions and Boca, nigga.
Let her count the bread she my bank teller, can you keep a secret I'm a rich nigga.
You inherit real estate when you stay in line, can you even imagine living in my state of mind?
Welcome to the fam that's a hundred rack move. All in a duffle baby you can call it yours.