| Y’all niggas hoes, know way better than to at me |
| Y’all niggas hoes, lil' Jay up poles, turn shit to a track meet |
| Y’all niggas |
| , we really rich, know I’m living cap free |
| My lil' nigga throwed, just wanna catch souls, this why I don’t rap beef |
| My money tall like a mountain so I’m rocking Arc’teryx |
| My diamonds, they hit with no light, that shit got his bitch staring |
| Thirty racks, that shit light, just look what my bitch wearing |
| Yeah, make a M off merch, fuck around, go 'head buy a McLaren |
| I swear this money shit be so simple |
| I point them then my niggas go get 'em |
| I’m sliding in |
| but this ain’t no rental |
| Addicted to fashion, in Japanese denim |
| Riding around in the 'Bach truck with sticks, niggas riding around presidential |
| And all of my windows be tinted, yeah, I’m way too militant, riding with a |
| missile |
| (Way too militant, riding with a missile) |
| Ha, nigga, this money all slow, I’m sippin' faster (Slayworld Soldier) |
| But we gon' keep that lil' shit on the floor, I’m really just braggin' |
| We keepin' that shit on the floor, can’t go to sleep without my pole (Sleep |
| without my pole) |
| Lil' bro, he wrappin' up bowls, my nigga got rich off lows (Got rich off—) |
| My nigga got rich off pros, might get a lick, on my soul |
| I dropped a three in my soda |
| And I mix Wock' in the root beer float (Root beer float, ha) |
| Fuck that ho, I got rich, I got a young niggas ho (Young niggas ho) |
| Yeah, fuck it, just brought a new crib |
| I had the Drac' in the LV tote (In the LV tote) |
| Ha, my nigga just called me from jail, I was high on a jet (Yeah, |
| I was high on a jet) |
| Ha, my nigga going to hell, he just caught him a hat (Just caught him a hat) |
| Them niggas broke, better pick up a scale and go get off they ass (Broke ass |
| niggas) |
| You niggas broke than a joke, me and my niggas just laugh (Me and my niggas |
| just laugh, ha) |
| I’m swanging the whip right through traffic (Uh-huh) |
| You know we shoot first if it’s static |
| Ayy, you know the codeine my aesthetic |
| One in the head, know I’m ready |
| Yeah, caught one to the face now he done (One to the face now he done) |
| Fuck it, I guess you weren’t ready (Ha) |
| I’m off codeine, my eyes heavy (My eyes heavy) |
| In the top floor, penthouse setting |
| (Slayworld Soldier) |
| Ayy, in the top floor, penthouse setting |
| These niggas ain’t even— (Ha) |
| Nigga, my diamonds Piguet |
| Ha, double R shit, really rich, ho, know I’m ready |
| Ha, ha, ha, really rich, ho, I been— |