Vacheron - Rick Ross, AZ

Know what time it is

Make time on this music only

Yo, yo

Maybach music

Vacheron expensive as my time, nigga

Double M too big for me to sign niggas

Remember when I used to wine &dine niggas

Now the conversation cost at least five figures

I see you posting pictures of your ladies' sneaks

When I go and buy the fleece from target A to Z

Before I learned to read, that boy knew the feast

Moving smooth with keys, talking «Who is he?»

flew him C’s, keep it true as me

I don’t bar on, I’m talking two a week

Said they wanted beef, not a two decease

Hunnid million crease

If the pussy wet, I move it to the beach

I only go to fights depending on the seas

Cash money views keep it to a wheezy

Where I’m from, fifty Gs’ll do them nigga

Moving on, focusing on future business

Keep my niggas close and know who do the killings

Forgiveness for my soul, praying to the ceilings

Get down on your knees, motherfuck your feelings

D-double M too big for me to sign niggas

You gotta to even rhyme with us

You-you-you fucking with a best-seller

Getting money, I can only get better

Conversations, caviar

Plenty kilos and waiting at the travel lodge

Counting C-notes and other niggas seem to rebel on

Only us, no pussies put me on a

Swear to God, until I die

Seven figures

I’m taking off my shades, look me in my eye

A hundred every day, never switching sides

I let the money rain, or the Sun will rise

That’s word to Marvin Gaye, but

D-Double M too big for me to sign niggas

You gotta to even rhyme with us

You-You-You fucking with a best-seller

Getting money, I can only get better

Uh, so elated, the Heavens catered, they resonate it

I’m medicated, the money makers that never made it

Melanated, we most educated

Celebrated, we close tops, the favorite

Save it, still about a beat in the pavement

Allowance on monthly basis

This for her keeping the maintenance

Patience, view a student studied the greatness

It’s character in the cadence that got us on all the playlists

Amongst the A-list, basking in my oasis

Laughing at niggas capping, I’m rapping outta hiatus

The lover man from the motherland

White, Rolly on the other hand

A hundred grand, could wrap that in a bubble bath

Another plan that something can understand

From cutting grams to the summer jams and the Grammy’s

I’m popping cham' with the family, I’m bringing sand to Miami

D-Double M too big for me to sign niggas

You gotta to even rhyme with us

You-You-You fucking with a best-seller

Getting money, I can only get better