| All this ice leave me blinded |
| Five star life, stay reminded |
| Bitch I done grinding |
| I pull up with designer if you with it lean behind it |
| All these lights leave you blinded |
| Five star life, stay reminded |
| Bitch I done grinded |
| I pull up with designer if you with it lean behind it |
| Bitch I’m cruising down the black lodge with black wrist watch |
| Got a bad bitch sipping scotch popping tick-tocks |
| Pull up with a black car gotta hit the snack bar |
| Mitsubishi cruising down the lanes like its NASCAR |
| They say I’m too bizarre, but I done make it this far |
| Might smoke a fat jetpack out to Myanmar |
| Feeling like a movie star, counting stacks with my boys in a sushi bar |
| Uh no you won’t get this far, bitch I bet you know who we are |
| Wake up and I see dark, never let the dogs bark |
| Leave you looking like a question mark |
| I be stuntin' overseas, all my boys ride for lean |
| Bands to the ceiling, smoke away all my feelings |
| I be, I be getting rich bitch |
| I just came to say |
| Left an addict, I guess I meant that I’m an addict |
| You can’t spit, my money standing looking like cabbage |
| Ashes steady taking trips living lavish |