My flow fire it's so hot hot hot hot hot
And I ain't gone stop Till I reach the top top top top top top
She say she gone twerk
Make it pop drop pop pop pop drop
I say keep on goin please don't stop stop stop stop stop stop
Ice on me I'm shining im glowing
Cash on me I feel like throwing
Pull up and foreign pockets enormous
Mite turn it to a storm
Haters I'm ignoring
Shooters wit me on point no joke
They scoring
I feel I'm Jordan ballin on em take
Flight soaring I'm soaring
Haters I'm passing up
They gettin no money
They gotta Anti up
They pockets not fat enough
My pockets on swoll
I call that gettin buff
My new chick a baddie she gettin stuffed
And she so far from regular
We stay connected like cellular
None of these Haters Can tell me nun
I'm not average my flow is fire
It's blazzin it's off the meter
I'm not Simon these haters copy
They tryna play follow the leader
I smoke dope like I just re up
Haters gettin mad cuz we up
Yea I got my feet up I'm rolling reefa
Not tryna kick it like fifa