Intro
Yeah, bitch
Ha, bitch
Resurrection, nigga, back from the dead
Brazy Bali and I'm not seein' red
I do what I want, I always get fed
Talkin' that shit, put a price on your head
Resurrection, nigga, back from the dead
Resurrection, nigga, back from the dead
Brazy Bali and I'm not seein' red
Talkin' that shit, put a price on your head
Countin' up bleu cheese, rockin' these Puccis
Got 'em like, "Ooh, wee," my prescription is Gucci
Young fly nigga like I am Lucci
I don't trust the ho 'cause she is a hoochie
I told her, "Count it real faster"
Listen to me, nigga, like I'm your master
Get on the track and it's a disaster
Smilin' in your face and clap you right after
They ain't clappin' for you, that is just laughter
Yes, I'm preachin' to 'em like I'm a pastor
No, don't make me mad like I am the Hatter
Eat a nigga just like he on a platter
I know I make 'em real madder
He said this pussy is fatter
I know my pockets, they gettin' real fatter
In a foreign and you know I drive faster
Resurrection, nigga, back from the dead
Brazy Bali and I'm not seein' red
I do what I want, I always get fed
Talkin' that shit, put a price on your head
Resurrection, nigga, back from the dead
Resurrection, nigga, back from the dead
Brazy Bali and I'm not seein' red
Talkin' that shit, put a price on your head
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