Yeah, yes, yes, ayy, f*ck, push this, f*ckin, whip, f*ckin, shit go like 200, ayy
Hop up out that rental to a ZL1
These niggas hate to see you win, don't want to see you up
Opp blunt, bitch, I'm lightin' up
She wanna f*ck with us, Ain't no one fly as us (ayy)
What you bring to the table? Fill my pockets up (ayy, ayy)
If it ain't bought no money, the f*ck he callin' for?
Ayy This f*ckin' phone got a glitch, why my shit it been buggin?
Baby, I'm so f*ckin' lit, I popped a perk I can't feel nothin
Every time I tap that gas, this shit fart, it sound like thunder
I got smoke, I just left off Doat, with some California
I had to cope just to stay afloat and stop from goin' under
She text my phone sayin' that she miss me
I only miss my runner
Bitch, I only miss my f*ckin' kid when he gone with his mother
If I push, f*ckin' whip, f*ckin' shit go like 200
This lil' bitch, she think she the shit, but she ain't got no money
Bitch, I turn to a heavyweight, I punch like Tyson in designer
These niggas miseducated, chop sing Lauryn Hill in public
Bitch, I had to go meditate, and I ran me up a 100, ayy
Big-ass blunt, I medicated, this whip smell like marijuana
If I push, f*ckin' whip, f*ckin' shit go like 200
These niggas don't want no check, f*ckin niggas don't want no money
If I push, f*ckin' whip, f*ckin' shit go like 200
If I do the f*ckin' dash, niggas can't catch up to me
And this bitch, she keep sayin' she love me I know she want some from me
If I push, f*ckin' whip, f*ckin' shit go like 200
If I push, f*ckin' whip, f*ckin' shit go like 200
This bitch, she sayin' that she love me, but she can't get no from me
Almighty Flyy, nigga, ain't no one above me
I been countin' up, nigga, I'ma keep on thumbing
Bitch, I got tens, fifties, twenties, and I got hundreds
Bitch, I got twenties, fifties, and I got the hundreds