Yeah, we gettin' to a bag I remember all the times I ain't had
Yeah, schemin' through the night, I had to run up some cash
220, I just pray to God I don't crash
Bitch, get your weight up and come f*ck with
Us pimpin' GLA Coupe, we gettin' chicken
Every day, I don't miss it
Gucci on my feet, can't catch me slippin
Yeah, uh, rappin' undisputed Stick, tucked, uh, it's extended
Walkin' to the toilet, cause I'm shittin' Bitch, I'm Louied up, you can't miss it
Diamonds all on my neck and all on my wrist Rackin' and Rackin', my niggas don't miss
Bitch we gettin' rich, I'm a man on the mission Dior my shoes , no, I'm not Christian
Two-tone niggas still can't tell the time
LAX, why you think I'm on the sly
Drip head to toe, you know that this designer Yo, bitch, wanna come bend over for some time
Yeah, we gettin' to a bag I remember all the times I ain't have
Yeah, schemin' through the night, I had to run up some cash
220, I just pray to God I don't crash
I f*cked a lot of bitches, swear to God I'm livin' fast
I got a top five and I swallow these bitches bad
KD's, Dixie, and some other white bitch with ass
I had them talkin' bout they love me and I had to pass