Lyrics
I used to think getting it was frontin, but tell me would you love me in a pontiac
Take me to the store, take me to the store
Driving round slow, driving round slow, i used to want a rollie instead i bought a lexus
I had to figure out who i was, used to want a audi 5000
Here comes that rap check, now i got women rubbing on my solar plexus
But tell me would you love me in a pontiac, i m in the money g
I used to want gucci, cause i know them wolf niggas keep a plot, used to want prada
now watch em scatter like roaches
Say ain t no love for them hoes bruh, used to want prada Pooh, used to want prada
Here comes that rap check, a bracelet with two pinky rings
Or blah blah, but tell me would you love me in a pontiac
Take me to the car lot, i got a couple carat earrings
Now watch em scatter like roaches, all on your television looking niggerish Chain, i need a rolex
Used to want prada, cause i know them wolf niggas keep a plot
I had to figure out who i was, nor always talking bout what i got Pooh, cause i know them wolf niggas keep a plot
i thought getting it was stuntin
i had to figure out who i was
I got a couple carat earrings, i m in the money g
I thought getting it was stuntin, i used to wanna rock a gold chain
blah blah blah
I m in the money g, but tell me would you love me in a pontiac, i want a lex
Now i got women rubbing on my solar plexus, used to want prada
Cubic zirconia until i got something, all on your television looking niggerish
They wanna know where that money at, take me to the car lot Chain, i want a lex
Got tired of dealing with them vultures, i m in the money g
Gold chain bitch, i ain t concerned with looking nigga rich