We cop Rozay by the cases, Forces by the cases
Three hundred dollar [bad word] Religion, we cop em by the cases
Lawyer fight my cases, Gucci's got no laces
Bakin' Soda by the cases, in the kitchen doin' the matrix

[Yo Gotti - Verse 1]
Go up, down, up, down, my top doing the matrix
I'll need a model, we don't ride [bad word] basic
Everything kitty, cocaine crazy [bad word] they hit my phone, they [bad word] up my situation
DJ droppin' Gotti, dope boy's all went cray
Shoot a thousand, bet a thousand, gambling with your savings
Kitchen doing numbers, I may need a helper [bad word] said she wasn't [bad word]  so you know a [bad word] left her
Rozay by the [bad word] by the boxes
They all that I'm the [bad word]  so how the [bad word] she gon' be [bad word] 
Yeah these hoes be foxy, yeah, my eyes be rockin'
I pulled up in that white cutlass, 4:15 that bass was droppin'

[Yo Gotti - Hook (x2)]
We cop Rozay by the cases, Forces by the cases
Three hundred dollar [bad word] Religion, we cop em by the cases
Lawyer fight my cases, Gucci's got no laces
Bakin' Soda by the cases, in the kitchen doin' the matrix

[2 Chainz - Verse 2]
I am gearin' to the money, all upper cases
Trap on fire, I stay down the street from Satan [bad word] on Earth, I say hello to my neighbor
Ghetto [bad word] got a mansion, and I'm still stealing cable
Still air force ridin', I should get sky mileage
Try me in the club, we gon' whoop your [bad word] inside it
All my hoes excited, [bad word] yo weed is quiet
Plug getting mad, cause he think I'm gon' retire
Just had a case, lawyer ask for a dismissal
Real d-boy, I gotta settle for some Christmas
Me and Yo Gotti, from Atlanta down to Memphis
Getting money I could pay you [bad word]  fool, pay attention

[Hook (x2)]

[Yo Gotti - Verse 3]
Favorite rapper dead, so the gamin' got borin'
Pulled up in some foreign, drop the top and hit the horn
Snatched out doin' a hundred, they like Gotti where ya goin'?
I got a [bad word] from THU, I'm 'bout to scoop her from the dorm
Yeah, we doin' the matrix, call her children of the corn [bad word] , somethin' ain't right, 'n she gon' swallow my unborn
Friends say she whorrin', talkin' bout she goin'
Say she want that Luis bag, I asked her which one
It's not a big issue [bad word]  know my ho can get it
I could get your bottle, [bad word] fill up my whole kitchen
Why these niggas [bad word]  when [bad word] down to they [bad word] All these excuses, all this trickin, man I guess they just ain't get me

[Hook (x2)]