You scared to die nigga?Open your eyes wide and I pray you areI'm out on bond so I gotta beat itAll the dope boys say they wanna be me (boss)I got a lick boy, I got a lick2017 trust me boy, this one is itI used to smoke the weed until my fingers burnPool of bitches fucking me, I got em' taking turnsMy nigga bought the stick but you wanna fadeMade runnin' in the bank a residential thingAll my niggas mad they like fuck the worldBack to standin on the Ave. with a couple birdsIf you a killer well Im tryna see'Cause calling the police the only thing freeI had to park that purple LamborghiniAnd pull that Chevy back out on the cementI'm from the city where they kill for nothin'And all Renzel do is push a buttonI want my niggas rich by summer seventeenI want my niggas rich by summer seventeenI want my niggas rich by summer seventeen (All my niggas! I'm talking all my niggas!)I want my niggas rich by summer seventeenI had a quarter mil' when I was seventeenQuarterback and quarter keys, plus I own the teamRather you than me, rather me than youRiding in that coupe, hanging out shootingGlass panoramic top, I don't got no roofYour bitch wishing on a starI can see the moonI can count to a million with my eyes closedAnd shoot a pussy with that chopper while I'm blindfoldedDraco, draco, draco (draco), fitted cap a halo (halo)Activis and Faygo, no pussies on my payrollIt's 'bout to be a cold summer, hot winterIt's mid-March, I might make it rain 'til SeptemberI want my niggas rich by summer seventeenI want my niggas rich by summer seventeenI want my niggas rich by summer seventeenI want my niggas rich by summer seventeenI'm out on bond so I gotta beat itHalf a million to my lawyer 'cause he undefeatedShots fired; you short of breathingBarefoot, cause them kids took your AdidasI'm keepin' fried fish up in my mama panHow much y'all detectives call yo' boy the son of SamZaca flesh shake up the block, that's worth a hundred grandPut that voodoo on you niggas so that gun'll jamYou know them niggas killers how they name ringYou know them niggas winners how they chain swingAll the bitches sellin' pussy charge the same thingRichest nigga in the hood, we call him Rain ManI want my niggas rich by summer seventeenI want my niggas rich by summer seventeen(All my niggas, let's go!)I want my niggas rich by summer seventeenI want my niggas rich by summer seventeenLord! I'm talking all my niggas!All my niggas!Every one of em, niggaSummer seventeen nigga!