I just parallel parked the UFO
Flying through the land
Who that is you don't know
All about my money, yes I'm all about my dough
It's a few things that you never need to
know

In the crib, counting up my dead friends
I be skating by, you be getting stuck at dead ends
Shorty flexible, like schedule, look how them legs bend
Tell that girl the truth, she looking basic with them leggings
But I do not blame her, she's an entertainer
Where the wild things are, so you cannot tame her
Me, I'm where the green at, yes I want the greenbacks
You's a fucking dingbat, you's a fucking what, ay
The way the Chevy lay it make me lean back
My Jamaican ting always ask me where the steam at
3, 2, 1, got lit in a jiff
Probably can't drive, so I'm hopping in the lift
Yeah
Hop up in the whip, then I lift off
Bars got the camo with the ammo
Leave em pissed off
Sketchbook, shorty feeling arty
Watch on, but I'm still tardy
Remember high school, had the LRG with the Ed Hardy on
Friday nights, know I got my party on
Parents on my case, cause I'm hardly home
But they would think that I was bum if I was hardly gone
Over time, I see the greatness
It's all these different stages
Used to kick it in my dorm room
Now the villa gon' be spacious

I just parallel parked the UFO
Flying through the land
Who that is you don't know
All about my money, yes I'm all about my dough
It's a few things that you never need to
know