text: Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
  I dont know what its like to stop
  Ayy
  Got a Glock on my side, but its more like my main bitch, woah 
  Keep it real, baby girl, Im the one you could bank with 
  Yeah, keep it real, Im the one thats not with the banquet
  No, not with that stank shit 
  Fix your attitude or I ride with a bad bitch 
  You talkin to the big slime 
  Different strokes with a big thot 
  Micro Draco got big knots 
  To any rapper, this a big swap 
  Lifetime goal, call the big shots 
  Uh, if you cant stand him, go sit his ass down like a desktop , woo
  Thankin the Lord that my nigga made it out of the cell block, woo 
  Keep it one hundred, my oath was never to tell cops, yeah
  My seals popped, I been mixin this Act with the cherry pop, yeah 
  Black matte the pano-ca-ramics, these niggasll never catch up, yeah 
  I gotta tiptoe your pussy, my flask is Red Sox 
  I had to tell that lil thottie she walkin on tight rocks , yeah
  Keep a dramatic lil baddie on top of the top floor 
  Big slap on the wrist, I learned my lessons
  Way too many millions to be cappin
  Squirt on her titty, now she think she know us
  And I keep a 40 on my waistline 
  You know, you know, you know, you know 
  You know, you know, you know, yeah 
  You know, you know, you know, you know 
  You know, you know, you know, you know 
  Got a Glock on my side, but its more like my main bitch, woah 
  Keep it real, baby girl, Im the one you could bank with 
  Yeah, keep it real, Im the one thats not with the banquet 
  No, not with that stank shit 
  Fix your attitude or I ride with a bad bitch 
  You talkin to the big slime
  Big drip on me, VVs on me, congratulate myself
  Got that on me, live like Tony, AR on the shelf
  Light speed with emotion, melody I made myself
  Big Bs on me, yeah
  Ice, I just need my AP, no presi, I stay to myself, wavy
  Gold teeth, niggas cant bite me, this aint no rabies
  Blame me, oh, why you wanna blame me? These bitches be crazy
  Blessing, come follow me, baby, teach you a lesson
  Got a couple cars for a couple hoes, might fuck em all in my whip
  Come through in this carpool, I skrrt-skrrt and we dip
  Ima pray to God for purple rain, that double cup, I sip
  Ooh, fantasies, Ill show you that its real 
  Got a Glock on my side, but its more like my main bitch, woah 
  Keep it real, baby girl, Im the one you could bank with 
  Yeah, keep it real, Im the one thats not with the banquet 
  No, not with that stank shit 
  Fix your attitude or I ride with a bad bitch 
  You talkin to the big slime
  Big slime
  Youre talkin to the big slime 
  We get a b-dub in Magic 
  I think this might be a classic 
  I hid some racks in the attic 
  Im on a 30 P, Addy 
  I got an addiction to fashion 
  I walk in the club with that static 
  Im just tryna get me a backend 
  Tell my driver to pull up, then back in 
  Helicopter to fly over traffic 
  On my grind, aint no time for relaxin 
  Spend it up, I been bringin that cash in
  Ima go grab that Maybach wagon 
  Think Im headed to space age status 
  I might go cop that big boy Patek 
  She was takin a picture, uh, uh
  She was takin a picture with my jacket
  Just dont buck cause these bitches really petty 
  Im controllin the stick like it was Madden 
  Ima get up and make me something happen
  Aint no use in me wastin my talent
  We never lackin
  Im smokin Woods like a cabin
  I put my bitch in some fast shit 
  Turn my whole crib to a palace
  In London, Im shoppin at Harrods
  All this money, we bout to get married 
  Niggas runnin they mouth like a parrot 
  Im a bunny, I keep me some carats 
  Got a Glock on my side, but its more like my main bitch, woah 
  Keep it real, baby girl, Im the one you could bank with 
  Yeah, keep it real, Im the one thats not with the banquet 
  No, not with that stank shit 
  Fix your attitude or I ride with a bad bitch 
  You talkin to the big slime
  Different strokes with a big thot 
  Micro Draco got big knots 
  To any rapper, this a big swap 
  Lifetime goal, call the big shots
  Got the Glock on my side, but the FN my main bitch 
  We done got rich, but I cannot get caught with the same bitch 
  I got some hoes in LA and they speak different language 
  Drop off the Porsche, and I brought me some work in the bank
  Whole lot of racks and this shit still aint changin
  Used to be juggin and traffickin bows 
  And I came up with some killers and you cannot trap if you dont got no pole 
  All of my niggas, they millionaires, they think we sellin our souls 
  Im never tellin her no 
  I get the head and I go 
  Ima go run up some more 
  Stack up that paper, not stuntin these niggas at all 
  Cakin that bitch, she a freak, and I beat up her walls 
  Pull up my pants right after I fuck her like I gotta leave, but I never call 
  I fucked her friend, she say Im a dog 
  Wont settle for less, we want it all 
  Got a Glock on my side, but its more like my main bitch, woah 
  Keep it real, baby girl, Im the one you could bank with 
  Yeah, keep it real, Im the one thats not with the banquet 
  No, not with that stank shit 
  Fix your attitude or I ride with a bad bitch 
  You talkin to the big slime
  Different strokes with a big thot 
  Micro Draco got big knots 
  To any rapper, this a big swap 
  Lifetime goal, call the big shots