text: I took that drip all the way cross the border
  That two door Maybach shit that came with some stars
  I stood on this shit, I dont get an award
  All the new whips comin with a push start
  I dont fear shit but I rock fear of god
  Took the spaceship and I landed on Mars, ah
  Oh, Wheezy the wave, need a board yeah
  You rich when you make it on Forbes, yeah
  We winnin, stop checkin the score, yeah
  We can live with no warning
  Spur of the moment
  But its war if you want it
  Get too much of this money, buyin too many guns, they treat me like a god
  Too many keys to these exotic cars
  Too many freaks, I been fuckin a foreign
  If you niggas fly then I must be airborne
  Wont pay you no mind and they gon pay me more
  Hopped in the coupe, let the Tesla charge
  I keep the strap cause I really be knownin
  I cant imagine my family poor
  But I can see my mama in Dior
  We walk inside and they closin the store
  You niggas aint drippin like Gunna the boy
  Geekin up and its already a sport
  Jeep and its clanging, the engine it roaring
  Fiending so much I dont know what to pour
  In middle school when I jumped off the porch
  Good in the hood, had to dodge all the narcs
  I made it out, gotta live with some scars
  Protectin your family, you gotta go hard
  The way my drip set, that shit come with a scar
  I took that drip all the way cross the border
  That two door Maybach shouldve came with some stars
  I stood on this shit, I dont get an award
  All the new whips comin with a push start
  I dont fear shit but I rock fear of god
  Took the spaceship and I landed on Mars, ah
  Wheezy wave, I got a board
  Balmain jeans cut like a sword
  Im drippin sauce like its sore
  Im one of the owners
  Car not a loaner
  I want carats and pointers
  I really fuck with lil shawty, I pay for whatever she order
  My brothers get jammed, we cash out on a lawyer
  Gunna always have your back like a spoiler
  Some happen, I gotta look out for your daughter
  You cappin, Im rappin my shit, you ignorin
  Saving the profit, our business is growin
  They felt sunny days and they wish for a storm
  Fly in the sky, young nigga airborne
  Wiring account, money come in all sorts
  I really trapped out that Honda Accord
  My chopper my pillow when Im in the war
  Blue hundreds my reason, lil nigga whats yours?
  She tell me she cummin, Im strokin it more
  Thinkin that time we go big like the Hulk
  Feel me, you thought I wouldnt make it at all
  Get rich and I still gotta duck all the law
  Shut the fuck up, I dont need you to talk
  I ran up the millions just watching you walk
  You never gon win when you droppin the salt
  I took that drip all the way cross the border
  That two door Maybach shouldve came with some stars
  I stood on this shit, I dont get an award
  All the new whips comin with a push start
  I dont fear shit but I rock fear of god
  Took the spaceship and I landed on Mars, ah