My New B.M.F. (Prod. By Urben Beats)

(Intro)

Maybach Music Group in this [bad word] Blowin Money Fast on this side
that's my new B.M.F.

(Chorus) 

I think I'm Big Meech, Larry Hoover
Whipping work, hallelujah
One nation under God
Real niggas getting money from the [bad word] start

(Verse 1) Nate

I wrote those [bad word] bars like a [bad word] beast
baby you can say your prayesr cause i'm your [bad word] priest
my flow my 44 and imma spit it on them beats
and if i turn it on da god than my nuber triple six
i make niggaz feel the warth of Freddy Kruger
Giving nightmares, making [bad word] miss their future
make em miss their past while they fearing death
eat a [bad word] s heart, spit it out - nothing left [bad word] always love me, haterz always hated
i can be on top, everything illuminated
i'm self made like my [bad word] Ross
you should know the rules [bad word] I'm the boss!!!

(Chorus)

I think I'm Big Meech, Larry Hoover
Whipping work, hallelujah
One nation under God
Real niggas getting money from the [bad word] start

(Verse 2) Rick Ross

Soft white, I got that G-mix
I'm going gold, crumbs to the bricks
I'm on the road, lets buy some new whips
Trick a hundred hoes, spend a few chips
9 piece, straight 8 balls [bad word] I'm blowing up like napalm
Got your bottom [bad word] going AWOL [bad word] s looking at ya like you fell off
No sir, not me
I'm double platinum just like my Ferrari
Bullet proof [bad word] Teflon
Why you snorting that, that [bad word] stepped on

(Chorus)

I think I'm Big Meech, Larry Hoover
Whipping work, hallelujah
One nation under God
Real niggas getting money from the [bad word] start

(Verse 3) Madd Rapper

Yo, it started out in East NewYork
where I grew up, learned how to walk
favorite carry weapon was a fork
older folks smoked out, straglers
almost had to bust a Marvin Haglar
starvin' for mine, bust three at ya
Dad [bad word] up consecutively
him and some relatives is Gangsters, sellin' [bad word] Moms dropped him on the spot
smacked me in the knot
only he gave you was your name and these blocks
Yup, thats ya Pops
still, thats me still
keep it real
if it wasn't for him and his steel there probably wouldn't be a meal 
we in his Caddy siliconed out, zoned out
three days away from home he come back stoned out
coke on the table, pressin' redial
son I'm sendin' you home, [bad word] you foul
yo, why you doin' that? but gettin' big
half the niggas I run wit' gettin' jig
the other fifty cent balancin' a bid
oh [bad word]  got this [bad word] seeded
to God I pleaded
what should I do? knock your self off, but the God succeeded
and the most scariest part is you better have heart
'cause the Lions and wolves will rip you apart
have Faith in your God
shoot joints, get involved
put tints on your windows, whip cars
yeah, all the giants revolve
black Clarion, ready to die for the family hard
alcoholic vultures with toasters
sheep skins on

(Chorus)

I think I'm Big Meech, Larry Hoover
Whipping work, hallelujah
One nation under God
Real niggas getting money from the [bad word] start

(Outro)
DeGround in this [bad word]  NYC, North side of the beach [bad word] 
As I look around, we the only niggas with that A1 Perico
Huhh