BCGMMG (Remix)

I just be laughing at these haters...

My laugh is like...

My laugh sound like... [Verse 1: Stalley]

Drag racin', left the game behind me

I'm zoomin' on these ****** and

I don't see nobody

There's no competition and

I told you ******

I'd be Back to put it down, now

I'm back with the crown

Crooked C with the pins on it, my kid's life depends on it

So when the pen glowin', and

I get goin,

I ain't tip toein',

I'm stompin'

And them black boots, thug mind

Look at the ish they start

Made a honest man straight heartless...

Once in a while

I be ski mask mobbin'

Someone pass me the

Marlboro,

I got somethin' to say boy

Real intelligent ish too, somethin' ******'ll pay for

Got filth under my nails, so

I ain't tryna be no playboy

Won't sell you nothin'

I ain't boy, see

I ain'tfor

That dumb ish

Yea I'll aim at ya nugget

Open that rat hole and

I'll plug it

Took my... and

I thugged it

Now these lame ass ****** they love it,

I does it

For you and you, put it together like two and two

BCGMMG, yea that be my only crew [Hook: Stalley]

BCGMMG, yea that be my only crew

BCGMMG, yea that be my only crew

BCGMMG, yea that be my only crew

BCGMMG, yea that be my only crew [Verse 2: Rick Ross]

Drag racin' haters all behind me

****** mad at me cause my chrome wheels s*inin'

Flag hangin, bosses move in silence

The money came slow, then

I started vibin'

Bumpin' Tela ***** "I'm so tired of ballin'"

My new crib got four f****n' waterfalls in it

Behind the double doors it look like it's a mall in it

**** her good, bend her over, then

I fall in it

Pair of Chuck

Taylor's,

I rarely call tennis

All the locc's sport'em, and they all menace

From a nickel rock the

Louboutin's on any block

Public transportation our

Lamborghini's on

Rickenbacker

Still under surveillance, look over you haters

Right back to this money,

I'll get with you later

I'm stackin' this money, can't do you no favors

I'm f****n' with

Stalley, we still on the pavement [Hook] [Verse 3: Meek Mill]

Rolex, I get more ***

Ho's tryna hang like coat check

Four's on the rang ***** no sweat

And every time

I'm in the bank that's more checks

And my *****'s got work no

Bowflex, and my 44th

Ward dogs go fetch

Two bad hoes with me and they both wet

And I stand on the corner like

I protest

Till that work done, and that first come

And when the re-up came,

I was the first one

Like the Re-

Up Gang I had two clips, up in my new glicc, ready to hurt something

Cops came,

I ain't heard nothin'

Rock came,

I served somethin'

Started off with that.oz and tried to flip that ***** to a whole ki'

I'm OG, you know me

Your work high,

I'm low key

I started off with like four quarters and it was tie game,

I went OT

Your girlfriend she so freak, eat the **** till she

OD Gotta yellow

Rollie, with a yellow bezel, and them rocks in it like cold pink [Hook]