| Ayy |
| The boys |
| Hood fav' |
| Talk money |
| Look (Ayy, ayy) |
| Tell 'em like don’t get me started |
| I should’ve been in the special ed, diamonds going retarded (Ice) |
| And I got all of the Chrome Hearts, I should go get a Harley |
| Shawty ride it like a Yamaha, double cup like Barney |
| But I am not on no kiddy shit |
| Hood fav', I’m in this shit for some millions |
| Scratch that 'cause I’m in it for billions |
| I used to go hit a stain in my Timberlands |
| I make a bag with my bro and we splittin' it |
| Toolie is on me, I’m clicking it |
| Hop in the foreign, I’m pushing a button |
| I’m clicking it like I was fixing |
| He broke and he still ain’t fix it |
| I roll the dice and I four, five, six it |
| Shawty keep askin' what’s up with my double cup |
| Girl, just know that I’m sippin' it |
| I went and put my wrist up in the holy water just like it was a christening |
| Money the same color as the sky, the baddie the color of cinnamon |
| Ass fat, let me hold on to it |
| I got that bag, I’ma hold on to it |
| They was hating, I caught on to it |
| Ride with the strap, gotta hold on to it |
| Aye, shooter’s like, «Oh, let’s do it» |
| I swear I’ma boom, so don’t make me use it |
| And if the baddie tryna line me |
| She get an ass shot, it ain’t from cupid |
| It ain’t from Dr. Miami |
| Don’t be lacking tryna slide in them panties |
| You probably think that I’m cool now |
| Wouldn’t like me back when I was off of the Xannies |
| I was jugging for a few pounds |
| And my pockets hurt, couldn’t get it from granny |
| Like I’m signt up with Durk, it’s Only The Family, I’m up in the Phantom like |
| Danny |
| Tell 'em like don’t get me started |
| I should’ve been in the special ed, diamonds going retarded (Ice) |
| And I got all of the Chrome Hearts, I should go get a Harley |
| Shawty ride it like a Yamaha, double cup like Barney |
| But I am not on no kiddy shit |
| Hood fav', I’m in this shit for some millions |
| Scratch that 'cause I’m in it for billions |
| I used to go hit a stain in my Timberlands |
| I make a bag with my bro and we splittin' it |
| Toolie is on me, I’m clicking it |
| Hop in the foreign, I’m pushing a button |
| I’m clicking it like I was fixing |