9000 Watts

Went to court for my liver, they hit me with murder

Went to court for my lungs, they hit me with life

All night getting wasted like a muthafucka

But god damn we be icy like a muthafucka

Ring, bracelet, chain, watch

9000 watts, 9000 watts

Ring, bracelet, chain, watch

9000 watts, 9000 watts






Dirty Money give me dirty looks

Spend a day with us, you can write 30 books

Bought a mansion off 30 hooks

Greenhouse, 30 bottles, 30 crooks

I made a mill, I fucked it up

I fucked her friend, I fucked it up

Damn right I hit that, brown bag we wit that

Money loose, we dread that, you just got it, I did that

Hopping out that Aston, top off like Cassie

Tom Ford my glasses, Coke boys we mashin

30 songs a night, Breitling cost your life

You made a ho your wife, we drinking 'tron all night











Diamonds, they can't interpret, those Rosetta Stones

I tell my who's your name is ready at your hair and bone

Dizzy Gillespie, they let them trumpets blow (pow)

Overseas accounts is where them duckets go

Shinning like a motherfucker call me light

She go bussin it open for free, good you pay the piper

2012 Jay Erving

Double cup, I put my purp in 67, close my curtain (ahh)

Solar system on my collarbone

Diamonds ringing off like a xylophone

Tell that bitch he fuckin with the rollers

Blue dot, sippin, trippin, greenhouse on them sofas











I'm ridin round with that dezzy, bubbling like Pepsi

All black with them all black tips, ridin round like the prezzy

Black bag with that back, I'm ridin round with that hefty

My man coming through to shoot it and I ain't talking bout hefty

Coke Boys, leave 'em right, ice all on my lefty

I'm getting money, fuck em all, they ain't got to accept me

I been fucked up all night, I'm skating off Wayne Gretzky

Sour haze I'm blazing on I wave it just like a jet ski

You on or you not

Pineapple juice mixed up with the 'roc

We dem niggas shot call in the spot

Thats a Coke Boy not yeah thats right thats a Coke Boy not

Head it right back to the B.I. mamma get a Coke Boy sock











Yeah, it's shot caller this and shot caller that

When I was in that pen they ain't cut me no slack

Look at me now I'm fresh out the max

Tell em its boss service got racks on racks

Got me and new lloyd get paid a hundred a coda

And a new bad bitch get paid in ricoda

Off 2 cups of that lean, quarter pound of that loud

Mad work on the table maybe get ride for the crack

9000 watts 900 shots

Tell a young bruh to get when the wrist goes up

You know my style g's up hoes down

I'm doin it for my city I'm doin it for my town