text: Niggas, they on to me
  Niggas annoying me
  Bitches, they be foreign to me
  Keep bitches on they knees
  Get the racks, they from overseas
  Only owe me some foreign keys
  Have you whippin the Cherokee
  Im a dog like you Pedigree
  Fuck your hoe on the leather seat
  Say you a dime, bitch you better be
  Wanna see you bend over and take the D
  And Im still dodging these felonies
  My unc on the block, he still selling weed
  Tell him when we get out, we gon never leave
  Still got racks in my pocket like cheddar cheese
  Got her Coco Chanel, she smelling me
  Some ice on, it came out the fridge
  Put some racks on your head like a fitted
  I can see in your eyes you werent with it
  And some niggas werent fair, they start snitching
  And that shit get you killed, no permission
  Shit aint hard nigga, play your position
  Free my cousin they say he a menace
  Keep the racks at the crew, we aint finished
  Take a lil bit of X and molly
  God damn that’s another body
  Hop in that horse and ride it
  I let her come get inside it
  Left the Ford truck, the new Mase
  She aint my boss just like Rocky
  When she get on the drugs, she get naughty
  My bitch like my car, she exotic
  Niggas, they on to me
  Niggas annoying me
  Bitches be boring to me
  Keep bitches on they knees
  Get the racks, they from overseas
  Only owe me some foreign keys
  Have you whippin the Cherokee
  Im a dog like you Pedigree
  Fuck your hoe on the leather seat
  Say you a dime, bitch you better be
  Wanna see you bend over and take the D
  And Im still dodging these felonies
  My unc on the block, he still selling weed
  Tell him when we get out, we gon never leave
  Still got racks in my pocket like cheddar cheese
  Got her Coco Chanel, she smelling me
  I wanna see that K, why you talkin?
  Let me see that drip when you walkin
  I wanna see finesse when you flossin
  Im taking that power, no Austin
  And money come green like Boston
  Young nigga dont need no vouchers
  Im still rocking Louis pouches
  These bitches like Ooh, we bosses
  Throw some ones, make that booty start bouncing
  Money counter, dont need no accountant
  I went to the top of the mountain
  It’s drip season make that announcement
  I drip and I drip like a faucet
  These fuck niggas thought I done lost it
  Put a line on my dick, told her snort it
  Im killing these hoes, need a coffin
  Niggas, they on to me
  Niggas annoying me
  Bitches be boring to me
  Keep bitches on they knees
  Get the racks, they from overseas
  Only owe me some foreign keys
  Have you whippin the Cherokee
  Im a dog like you Pedigree
  Fuck your hoe on the leather seat
  Say you a dime, bitch you better be
  Wanna see you bend over and take the D
  And Im still dodging these felonies
  My unc on the block, he still selling weed
  Tell him when we get out, we gon never leave
  Still got racks in my pocket like cheddar cheese
  Got her Coco Chanel, she smelling me