So Sophisticated (Rick Ross Feat. Meek Mill Instrumental Cover)-Trackmasters

I’m so sophisticated To get a verse from me you gotta be initiated To get a purse from me she gotta be sophisticated Purchase a whip from me and never miss a single payment I’m from the city where the Muslims even Christians hate it Even the black folk hate to see another n***a made it Tell all them pussies to chill champagne refrigerated Just bought a chopper ‘cause the last one got it confiscated Counting a hundred mill so many times I contemplated You wanna be the hottest but that s**t get complicated I pull your card I know you’re P***y by your conversation Show you the safe you’ll have to kill me for that combination Made another two milli just off the compilation I just hit a lick I’m telling you this s**t amazing Got a white B***h she f**king me just like she Jamaican Sippin’ purple and that muthaf**ker concentrated This for my niggas in them prisons overpopulated This the mob so you gotta get initiated If you a mob then you gotta make an issue payment We going hard run it back just like it’s Walter Payton The game’s sweet gave all my niggas an occupation (Ugh) We so sophisticated (Ugh) Shit so sophisticated (Woop) Hundred millionaires guess you made it (Ugh) I’m so sophisticated Smoking w**d busting open dolla liquor later I bust her open then I tell her I’ma lick her later Pull out the stick and spray that B***h just like it’s activator Time to lay down these niggas who still be masquerading We know you pussies so you got my niggas masturbating Round of applause ‘cause them choppers be so captivating So sophisticated ‘cause them hits be calculated Put yo dick in the dirt now you decapitated I’m getting money so you’ll never hear me talking petty Tatted on my stomach rich forever Makaveli Fifty million hundred million it’s accumulating I’m the hottest and these other niggas cooling ain’t it I got a B***h I’m f**king that you see on BET My lil’ Haiti shooters will have yo ass on TMZ Breaking news and we still get them for 10 a key And if he faking f**k him tell them niggas “C’est la vie” This the mob so you gotta get initiated If you a mob then you gotta make an issue payment We going hard run it back just like it’s Walter Payton The game’s sweet gave all my niggas an occupation (Ugh) We so sophisticated (Ugh) Shit so sophisticated (Woop) Hundred millionaires guess you made it (Ugh) Shittin’ on these haters ball hard D-Waders Ever since I got money e’rybody need favors That’s why I ain’t got no homies and I ain’t got no neighbors But I be on my grind like I ain’t got no paper But I’m so rich and I got yo bitch All in my whip and she all on my dick With a hand on my stick tryna live in my crib ‘Cause I handle my s**t like a candle got lit ‘Cause I burn s**t down yea I’m in my bag And these niggas so mad it’s my turn now And I get that cash my B***h so bad she know sophisticated I’m balling hard f**king B*****s and ain’t got s**t for haters I hang my arm out the window now watch me get the paper My neck so frosty you frauding yo s**t refrigerator Boy you an imitator You ain’t got no M’s in yo account I never ask my amount Treat that bad B***h like a bad check ‘cause I cash that and I bounce I ain’t never had s**t but I grab s**t and I cashed out on that ounce And I flipped that to a bird and bounced back like word This the mob so you gotta get initiated If you a mob then you gotta make an issue payment We going hard run it back just like it’s Walter Payton The game’s sweet gave all my niggas an occupation (Ugh) We so sophisticated (Ugh) Shit so sophisticated (Woop) Hundred millionaires guess you made it (Ugh)