[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
A millionaire, I'm a Young Money millionaire
Tougher than Nigerian hair
My criteria compared to your career just isn’t fair
I'm a venereal disease, like a menstrual bleed
Through the pencil, and leak on the sheet of the tablet in my mind
'Cause I don’t write shit, 'cause I ain't got time
'Cause my seconds, minutes, hours go to the almighty dollar
And the almighty power of that ch-cha-cha-cha-chopper
Sister, brother, son, daughter, father, mother-fuck a copper
Got the Maserati dancin' on the bridge, pussy poppin'
Tell thе coppers, "Ha-ha-ha-ha
You can't catch him, you can't stop him"
I go by them goon rules, if you can’t bеat ’em, then you pop 'em
You can’t man 'em, then you mop 'em
You can't stand ’em, then you drop 'em
You pop 'em 'cause we pop 'em like Orville Redenbacher

[Interlude: Lil Wayne]
Brownies & Lemonade, here we go
Motherfucker, I'm ill
Yeah

[Drop: Lil Wayne]
Motherfucker, I'm ill
Yeah
[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
A million here, a million there
Sicilian bitch with long hair, with coke in her derrière
Like smoking the thinnest air
I open the Lamborghini, hopin' them crackers see me
Like, "Look at that bastard Weezy!"
He's a beast, he's a dog, he's a mothafuckin' problem
Okay, you're a goon, but what's a goon to a goblin?
Nothin', nothin', you ain't scarin' nothin'
On some faggot bullshit, call 'em Dennis Rodman
Call me what you want, bitch, call me on my Sidekick
Never answer when it's private, damn, I hate a shy bitch
Don't you hate a shy bitch? Yeah, I ate a shy bitch
She ain't shy no more, she changed her name to My Bitch, haha
Yeah, n***a, that's my bitch
So when she ask for the money when you through, don't be surprised, bitch
And it ain't trickin' if you got it
But you like a bitch with no ass, you ain't got shit
Motherfucker, I'm ill, not sick
And I'm okay, but my watch sick, yeah, my drop sick
Yeah, my Glock sick, and my knot thick, I'm it

[Instrumental Break]

[Outro]
Thank you guys so fuckin' much
Thank you so fuckin' much, make some noise