[Intro - Whole Slab:]
Look at nigga Rozay look at him
Out there with that CrossFit shit
Nigga think he a boxer workin out and shit
Nigga done bought Holyfield crib nigga
Five hundred acres a thousand rooms nigga
This nigga think he the champ
Holyfield must have left a belt in that bitch for him
Ya dig?

[Hook - Rick Ross:]
I been touchin that set I made my way to a key
Im so in love with the trap I bought a house cross the street
Quarter key got me livin like Im Don King
Heavyweight Im in the ring nigga ding ding
Nigga ding ding
Nigga ding ding
Dont make me hit you cross your head nigga ding ding
Runnin off with all your things ding ding

[Verse 1 - Whole Slab:]
License been suspended ridin with the yay
I shit where I eat I trap where I stay
Smokin bottle poppin Belaire Rose
And I dont give a f*ck what pussy niggas say
Michelangelo of this trap game
Traded fifteen pounds of mid for a half a thing
We mix that eighteen now its thirty-six
Turned that midget to a brick thats a pretty flip
Shout out Mally Mall I got a few bitches
I dont get my dick sucked unless its two bitches
My trap Mike Tyson nigga heavyweight
Im sleepin in the trap we open every day
Im parkin on my block Im beatin on my street
Twelve all in my ass they locked my [?] last week
These niggas know they pussy talkin bout they robbin
Talkin bout they eatin these niggas out here starvin

[Hook - Rick Ross]

[Verse 2 - Rick Ross:]
Diamonds on my pinky women on my dizzle
Bulletproof the Lincoln there go Ricky Rizzle
Im the Thrilla in Manila Belaire my Ciroc vanilla
My cousin certified killer
When he died I know I cried a river
You come and go that came down from the Lord
Every night I hear those AKs like a f*ckin voice.
Hallelujah momma screamin Hallelujah
Pray for your son cause momma you had you a shooter
For this cocaine they standin in this cold rain
In pneumonia weather tryna move that whole thing
Heat game season tickets thats for my whole team
88 Mike Tyson thats with the gold teeth
Heavyweight Don King Robin Givens big dreams

[Hook - Rick Ross]