5 Minute Freshen Up

Aw man

She hit you with that 5 minutes?

You know what that mean, right?

That mean you wasn’t fresh enough

Let me show you how to get on my level

Follow me

She want that 5 minute freshen up

You tried to holla, homie, but you wasn’t fresh enough

That’s how I know I’m a professional

Six 0′s on the left side of a decimal

Now look at me

I’m in that gold lamborghini drop

I’m rollin’ these haters’ll never see me stop

I’m dealin’ in Euros – I call that “kiwi guap”

Exotic bills for my exotic wheels

Exotic meals – I call that opulence

I’m talkin’ Wall Street money you just an occupant

I’m in that 1 percent

Over a hundred grand?

I don’t trust a bank either – it’s in a rubber band

F-D-I-C

Somebody bring the rosé to the V-I-P

Somebody tell the DJ play some B-I-G

Cuz that’s what I’m feelin’ like

We gon’ act the fool tonight

We gon’ mess around and end up dipping’ in the pool tonight

So who go stop us?

The A-Team, B.A. Baracus

She tweetin’ a picture to put on Lockerz

So turn around and shake it just like a pair of maracas

Oh you a baller, homie – where your 0′s at?

Where your hoes at, where your designer clothes at?

(Show me where they at!)

Where your foreign cars?

You say your time is money, homie – where’s your Audemars?

30 grand for a show – that keep me independent

She into money, she ain’t into you, she into spendin’

That mean she rollin’ wit whoever winnin’

On vacation in winter we rockin’ summer linen

In that perfect weather, I’m talking 83

Why they treat me like a boss is ’cause I paid to be

And I made the beat, I’m talkin’ A to Z

The fresh prince of New York, she my Jada P

And when we movin’ they snapping’ pictures like Jay & B

We on the internet hoppin’ up out that AMG

And it feel good – that’s how I know I made it

Overpaid at the same time as I’m underrated

I’m livin’ good (good, good, good)

But don’t get it confused

As a titan, I had to get used to bein’ sued

Don’t believe everything you read in the fuckin’ news

‘Cause these haters’ll really prefer to see you lose

They cheerin’ but really prefer to see you boo’d

That’s why I don’t give no comment in these interviews

I’m good – I just handle my business

Credit score is amazin’, homie, God as my witness

Yeah – thou shall not test

You a make-believe monster, homie, you Loch Ness

And you missed the damn train, man, you got left

You ain’t even in the game screamin’ you got next

PLEASE – you got lawyers, homie?

I got lawyers too

I’m on a yacht – I let my lawyers do what lawyers do

And on top of my lawyers, I got a loyal crew

Who roll with hammers and cameras that be recordin’ you!

A one and six 0′s says I’m a pro