Tax season, man
Everybody ballin’ so ain’t nobody safe
No AC on the way

Enemies, enemies
Most my niggas gang bangers 
Pull up in that Panamera, living like Castellano
Bust a block down, watch …
Condo in Miami Beach, favorite model bitch in my Louis sheets
24 karat gold, Cuban link 
Que tu quieres? Better get it from my Cuban link 
Smoke a lot of sour, got a lot of hoes
Stove with my baby potty, I be cooking O’s
Place your order 24/7, around the clock
Keep a couple shooters if it hold 100 shots
Bitch I ball like the NFL, walk around with a scale
Might cup that new SL 
Think I’m Rich Porter, bought 100, there’s a boy
G’d up, got that water at, we transporting
Wave for the camera, know the feds can’t caught it
Covered phones so we speak in code when we talking
Special mission, bitch we triple beaming
Pull up in that new beamer, living like Pistol Pete
Got your favorite stripper drippin’ on my Louis sheets
In the club, spilling candy on my Louis sneaks’
Bitches throw pussy at me, I don’t need to speak

Strike a bunch of narcotics
Pull up in that new ‘Rrari 
Living like John Gotti
Topping bricks like karate
Took a bunch of codeine
Serve it to the y’all fiends
Blowing money, stay clean
Michael Jackson, Billie Jean

Bitch, it’s tax season
Everybody got a check to get
I need it
Specialyst ENT
Just know that man, it’s the kick off
It’s about to be a monumental year for the team
Shout out to the old staff
Lou, I see you, Wall Bucks don’t stop
Probe alone, agent check
Extra cheese, machete on the way
Know AC coming, US43 coming