Ay ay ay ay if you can't make a hundred grand Then you can't be my friend (Bitch) Too much clouding up the vision Y'all ain't changing up the plan (Ay) Aye check the blueprint I think this nigga scammed Not again I should beat yo ass Shouldn't have to say not again (Look bitch) Woo woo why ya fed talking When I'm walking in (Wow) Big drip puddle on my fit Cuz I set the trends Rest again it's ya second set So why you sitting (Damn) I am not the type to hold a grudge But we can't make amends Why yo bitch naked Yelling out take it (Take it) You was so clueless Ya dumbass on vacation (Uh) Thought that I would keep that shit a secret Nigga take it (Take it back) She was moving too fast Bitch basic Ya bitch got some ass I ain't even gone fake it (No cap) She also got a back (Yea) I'm tryna I'm tryna level up on a daily basis (Yuh yuh) Not complacent moving so fast (Yuh yuh) These niggas thought I'm racing I ain't racing Ay ay ay ay ay ay (The fuck is going on) Double pistols out the Gulag (Boom boom) Fuck an Asian bitch like Mulan Batarang these niggas' mula She wrap around my hips no Hula Clips bando these sticks Rambo (Brah) I like clit clit clit fuzzy mango I melt ho ho ho's like I'm Van Gogh (Ho ho) Yo bitch do a dance that's a Tango Two sticks Cosmo Wanda get blown (Boom) Last time we fucked that's murder she wrote (Ah) Red dot new sight like a Bollywood ho (Duh duh) I stole from a corny ass nigga like crows (Oh) I don't give a fuck about her dirty ass throat (Give it) You give it to her limp like a Biden ass Joe I'm sticking my tip in a dirty's cup of Joe's Put my creamer on the top for yo momma no foam Yea let's get the bag swing the cash We want all of it Motherfuck a rack Only M.'s what I'm pocketing Aye bitch they turn a racist The chink insane If you playing with My paper planes then you M.I.A. Like I'm Jason I leave em faceless Now we the same don't be playing Hero courageous you'll die today With my mask off they get lack jawed Who want the beef bring up the heat Even the back drops they finna burn when I eat Hurt em they scream just like a cat call I turn to a dog and fiend The monster in me Finna come smack y'all And word to my mudda you'll bleed I'ma go get mine flip mine split mines (Yea whoa) Then I tip my brothers we eat (Bitch) There ain't no shit I cannot get by With my crew nobody can beat (Yea) Xan me and Action we never lacking (Yea what) We hit the bank then we out with the speed This a bank heist and our eyes look green Get to the bag and the cash let's flee Whoa bitch y'all be sluts for the clout Guess I'm rich cuz I never bend down Suck no dick I'ma get mine no doubt But if you slick you gon hear pow pow pow bitch

I don't make mistakes I'm not just like the rest of you I'm stronger, I'm smarter I'm better, I am better AV with that drip hoe Do it, do it (bow bow) Do it, do it (bow bow) Marching band this that fucking drum music Leave em' with no head, like the slut booted Mama said get the bread and fuck losing Leave that hoe where the bitch at Fuck that bitch where that clip at Hoe just wanna fuck now But her man needs rounds so where's his crib at I drive up in an S.R.T. Glock gen-three Busting near the window seat Also bust in her face when she slop my jeans These V.V.S. link with the Prada tee Bitch ass fat like it really was a steak I shoot niggas in they mufuckin' face I bust the dough in his mufuckin'place Dumb nigga, come here and and get mufucking' stained Four, five extended on em' Glock out extendo on it You niggas rock with a reaper, we putting lead up on em' I'm talking mufuckin' Caesar, I got that lettuce on em' You talking mufuckin' cheaper, you got pleather on em." Do it, do it (bow bow) Do it, do it (bow bow) Marching band this that fucking drum music Leave em' with no head, like the slut booted Mama said get the bread and fuck losing Thirty clips, I let em' rip this Tonka Truck got dirty doors Fucking on a bitch that be sucking fucking on twenty-four Thousand island dressing and some henny up in my Aventador Count my money, Dracula he suck the back of my sweaty pores Whip my nascar with the trunk up She watch Spongebob when we fucked up Bob on my nuts, sponge she suck up Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck Do it, do it (bow bow) Do it, do it (bow bow) Marching band this that fucking drum music Leave em' with no head, like the slut booted Mama said get the bread and fuck losing Poppin out the sticks I got the Bunsen burner, crack yo face Bout to get the whip up on yo bish' She's eating souls today Bag a dab a pinch, cut a flip a brick Turning half a grand up into a Bezo's taste That watcha' da' clock size of flava flav's That Dougie dat' dimsdale dimma-dommed her face Bitch, this stick gone ride I hit the dash, big whips we slide My money dance, thick hips she wide This Tonka fast, we take yo slips And we out this bitch Whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta, vroom-vroom Whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta, vroom-vroom Whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta, vroom Whole lotta, vroom, vroom, vroom Trip that, whole lotta chit-chat Front dash, fuck where yo' bitch at? Fuck that, fuck where the tip at? Drift fast, dri-dri-drift fast Okay, make that money Money, make that money Olé, olé, olé Put that bitch in her place Whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta, vroom-vroom Whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta, vroom-vroom Whole lotta, whole lotta, yeah, whole lotta, ooh Whole lotta, vroom-vroom

Ayy, Addison, you tryna play my rusty trombone? XANAKIN SKYWOK Yeah! Choppa go "Boom" like a nigga doin' beatbox Three Glocks hot, got 'em smokin' like the Weed Spot (yeah!) We rock chops that gon' drop you like a tree top Rerock Rock, flintstones in this teapot (yeah!) Yada, yada, yada, chimichangas, gas on the weed scale W-w-we snort scale, never give a bitch free nails (uh!) Three or four shells put a nigga in a story tale (huh, huh) P. sales can't stay sober, I'ma need bail (hey, hey, hey, hey) Don't talk to me when ya mans is on the sideline Bitch, give me neck, got me looking at her bird's eye Bitch rubbernecking while I'm givin' her the third eye Third eye blasting out her mind, that's the third time Blow her brains, bet yo' girl's 11, man, that's really strange 24-7 got yo' bitch call me "Yung Kage" Told her, "Bitch, Yippie ki yay, hit the highway" Kage chilling up with the Xan, we at the feng shui Baby girl, it just be a Thursday, throw it back Blow her back, nut up on her eyes, give her cataracts Cadillac, whip it on the track while I'm getting a lap She a snack, but I'm on a fast, so let's make it fast Marching band in her pants, she love it (ayy!) Told me that blow her back to fuck it Baby back, gave her back, I busted Gave her that baby back, she sucked it (whoa!) Hold me back, hold me back You don't wanna know me bad, I'll smoke your pack I'm about to turn your ass from rich to rags As quick as that (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) My wrist drip like my dick to match yo' bitch Choppa got financed, put 'em on a bystand Light 'em like a nightstand, roll 'em like Vyvanse (Molly!) Smart ass pussy, these niggas, they wanna fight that Bite that, loading up autotune on their iPad (ah!) So let's chase 'em, put 'em on a little verge of breaking Hi, your girl is brown, so asamalakum Shalom, she gonna do little too like J. Lo., no Halo (yo!) My dick bang on her drums like, "Oh" (oh!) Playing on her pussy, like a flute, go- Three bitches on me, I'm mojo Draco on me, Han Solo (oh!) Band camp bitch, play me like the flute Got nut on her tooth, her butt on my shoes John Cena, you can't see me You can't beat me, you can't really beat me, ooh! Marching band in her pants, she love it (ayy!) Told me that blow her back to fuck it Baby back, gave her back, I busted Gave her that baby back, she sucked it (whoa!) Hold me back, hold me back You don't wanna know me bad, I'll smoke your pack I'm about to turn your ass from rich to rags As quick as that (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) My wrist drip like my dick to match yo' bitch