Yeah

Big money

Heavyweight

I got a package busy moving up the interstate

Yeah I'm talking big money

Heavyweight

I got a package busy moving up the interstate

Told my homie get a plate, get a fucking plate

I don't care if you just motherfucking ate

This year we getting paid, it ain't up for debate

And when you're done eating fetch the motherfucking tape

Man, I put it in a crate, just to keep it safe

Even nailed it shut, yeah that's for just in case

This ain't no DHL, this ain't no track and trace

This bitch is going in my homie's mama's Santa Fe

And I'm gonna

Get a pound and break it down

That's how we turn our lives around

But as we turn our lives around

We flip another upside down

Yeah

That's the way it is

Gotta get it how you live

And never let an addict in ya motherfucking crib

Not even in the attic of ya motherfucking crib

You only understand that shit it that's some shit that you have lived

Big money

Heavyweight

I got a package busy moving up the interstate

Yeah I'm talking big money

Heavyweight

I got a package busy moving up the interstate

Goddamn my girl looks great

Yeah she got in shape

And that shape is motherfucking figure 8

Don't let me catch her slipping, like she figure skates

And tell the men in blue, they better walk away

I'll have their homies at their gate with some yellow tape

Fuck the broke life bitch, I made a great escape

It's time to celebrate

Might get a save the date

And I'ma pull up to that bitch like 2 hours late

And I'm gonna

Get a pound and break it down

That's how I turn my vibe around

But as I turn my vibe around

I flip another upside down

Why they hating on the cash flow?

Hate the bitch I smash bro?

If I had some facial hair they hating on my stache bro

Hating on my future and my present and my past woah

Seems like everybody waiting for my ass to crash though

Big money

Heavyweight

I got a package busy moving up the interstate

Yeah I'm talking big money

Heavyweight

I got a package busy moving up the interstate

Oh yeah we moving weight at a stupid rate

This world is one big pussy tell it lubricate

And all these rappers think they fly I'm bout to fumigate

So much fucking bug spray I might hallucinate

My driver hit me up he said he's running late

I said I'll have him running laps if he gets back okay

He said "Come on, please relax I'm busy switching plates"

I said "Bitch I'll only relax when they put me in the grave"

And the worms gon'

Break me down just like a pound

But that's just how the world turns round

Before they put me underground

I hope my name is well-renowned

Yeah

Me-di-cine

Yeah

Me-di-cine

Yeah

Me-di-cine

Yeah

Me-di-cine

Yeah