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[Intro: Gucci Mane]
(Zaytoven)
Huh?
It's Guwop
Philthy
Ziggy
Huh?

[Chorus: Yhung T.O. & Gucci Mane]
I'm a star, look at my wrist (Look at my wrist)
11:11, she just wanna make a wish (She just wanna make a wish, burr)
All this water 'round my neck, it make me drown (It make me drown, huh?)
All this money keep these bad b*tches around (Keep these bad b*tches around, yeah)
I just wanted to be rich (I just wanted to be rich, huh?)
I came from nothing, I was thuggin' with my nicks (I was thuggin' with my nicks, huh?)
Now these n*ggas come up to me like we rounds (It's Gucci, like we rounds)
Guess all this money keep these fake n*ggas around (Keep these fake n*ggas around)

[Verse 1: Philthy Rich]
Uh, look
I said, with Guwop in a new drop (Foreign)
Shirt off like 2Pac (Like 2Pac)
From Seminary, n*gga, you not (Uh-uh)
In the kitchen breakin' in the new pots (Skrrt, skrrt)
On papers, but I still keep that hammer on me (Keep that hammer on me)
I'm the sh*t in East Oakland, b*tch, ask about me, look (It's Philthy)
EA, n*gga, EO (Seminary)
Anti like TO (Anti)
Rollie on, got three more (Bust down)
Dirty p*ss for my PO (Sir)
Yeah, burr, b*tch, yeah, burr, b*tch (Burr)
Thirty on me, Stephen Curry, b*tch (Keep it on me)
I was steppin' on the work, b*tch (I was)
When you was steppin' into work, b*tch (It's Philthy, ho)
And these red bottoms cost three thou' (Designer)
Make a b*tch walk three miles (I will)
My ex b*tch wanna reach out (Is that right?)
To a broke b*tch, I play senile (Hello?)
It's F.O.D, 1017 (Funk or Die)
Seen ten bricks when I was seventeen (I swear to God)
Dirty Sprite mixed with the lean
Bust down Rollie, but the diamonds clean (It's Philthy)
[Chorus: Yhung T.O.]
I'm a star, look at my wrist (Look at my wrist)
11:11, she just wanna make a wish (She just wanna make a wish, huh?)
All this water 'round my neck, it make me drown (It make me drown, yeah)
All this money keep these bad b*tches around (Keep these bad b*tches around)
I just wanted to be rich (I just wanted to be rich)
I came from nothing, I was thuggin' with my nicks (I was thuggin' with my nicks)
Now these n*ggas come up to me like we rounds (It's Gucci, like we rounds)
Guess all this money keep these fake n*ggas around (Keep these fake n*ggas around, go)

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
Walked out the fed gate, I shed all the dead weight (Huh?)
I just shut Coachella down, then I flew into the bay (Yoom)
Man, this track sound so familiar, man, it's Gucci Mane and Zay (Ziggy)
And Philthy Rich, if you ain't tryin' to get rich, you in the way (Go)
Matter fact, I hit the lot and bought me five more Bentleys (Wow)
Three tennis chains on, but I don't play tennis (Blaow)
Two bad b*tches with me, n*gga, mind your f*ckin' business (Shh)
All the chickens that I sold, I could've got a life sentence (Huh?)
I'm grinning 'cause I'm winning, put myself in this position (Yeah)
It's hard not to smile when you just made twenty million (Huh?)
This might be a hit, Philthy, damn, that Sprite look real filthy (Lean)
All these diamonds on me, ain't no way I could plead not guilty (Burr)

[Chorus: Yhung T.O.]
I'm a star, look at my wrist (Look at my wrist)
11:11, she just wanna make a wish (She just wanna make a wish)
All this water 'round my neck, it make me drown (It make me drown)
All this money keep these bad b*tches around (Keep these bad b*tches around)
I just wanted to be rich (I just wanted to be rich)
I came from nothing, I was thuggin' with my nicks (I was thuggin' with my nicks)
Now these n*ggas come up to me like we rounds (Like we rounds)
Guess all this money keep these fake n*ggas around (Keep these fake n*ggas around)