[Chorus? Rick Ross & Wale] [Rick Ross] 600 Benz, house six hundred grand That was six years ago, whips come from Japan I get that work on my face I get that work on my face [Wale] 600 Benz, condo six hundred grand I got twelve hundred kicks, them bitches straight from Japan My ambition is wicked, I put that shit on my hands [Rick Ross] I get that work on my face [Wale] I put that shit on my man [Verse 1 - Wale] Wale, real niggas what I told, blowing bomb haze I just tell CJ keep on rolling, that's my shorty Tinted out, you ain't seeing through All black everything, this shit like a HBCU Maybach Music, major moves Bitch I'm saving major loot I make my old bitches buy me all the latest shoes One whip just ain't enough, I just seen thirty three You only half a W without a second V Got to be dreaming, bitch got to be chosen Shorty when I was twenty I had a Camry and tokens But now I'm okay, bitch I got my shit together Rosay told me keep on working, shorty you'll be rich forever, ever Forever my endeavors, and I sever my opponents Bitch I'm cold like it's in Denver The dilemma is, you think I got no conscience You think I'm just here flossing or horse shit about caution [Chorus] [Verse 2 - Jadakiss] Depending on how I feel, either the coupe or sedan I'm only dealing with you, nothing to do with your man Niggas'll ruin your plans, it's best to do what you can I'm up to six hundred bricks, started with two hundred grams Hand to hand in the cold Pockets on hella swole I was breaking them down, now I'm selling them whole Work straight out the kitchen Ain't no competition You just shut up and listen, and you can complete the mission Know you want me to fall I don't do nothing but ball You heard I was in jail, but I just came from the mall I'm on my way to the jeweler, about to cop me a Mueller Keep the digital ruler, at arm's length of the Ruger Life's a bitch and I feel her Ain't nobody iller, but there go Godzilla Catch me blowing vanillas Used to be blood money, now it's go hard scrilla After I count it all up, I'ma go to the dealer and get a... [Chorus] [Verse 3 - Wale] Hope you heard that intro This that I been grinding because I've been saving for that Benz flow So mash on assholes with petty badges Tell them niggas we throwed, but they never gone catch us If I am pulled over, I know they gone be on it Because it's hot in here, and I got no L like the '72 Dolphins Whoo, race my nigga, and I bet you never pass me like a safety nigga I'm Polamalu, 600, the newest model My newest motto to use a condom with newest models Uh, got a hundred on the dash, huh? Y'all ain't killers y'all got hundred yard dash guns I'm a rare one, camos and some rare ones Where I'm from's a circus, hope you don't expect a fair one Dropping hundreds like it ain't nothing Really it was, but you know I never saying nothing [Chorus]