Thousand dollar checks flown through the mail
Grab the ps and put that shit up on a scale
A long fight long journey you weren't there
A long flight, I just touched down in Bel-Air
I'm steppin' out paparazzi, always takin' pictures
Told you get up out my mentions These lil' dirty bitches
I got choppers and some switches, I don't gotta mistress
These bitches in my phone like everyday, like get on with it
Cash codeine, make the world go green
Cash codeine, make the world go green
Cash codeine, make my head go green
Off this green and I'm off this lean
Off of the lean, pop me a bean, then I feel great again
I stay with that thing, catch a boy lackin, I'm smokin' his ass again
I drop a track again, five years ago, my tracks was shit
That cartier hit my wrist, the haters, they mad, I f*ck they bitch
I'm really on top of my shit, is you really on top of your shit?
Got a chopper, I hit me a lick, grab the ganja, just roll me a spliff
Cash codeine, make the world go green
Cash codeine, make the world go green
Cash codeine, make my head go green
Off this green and I'm off this lean