text: Top off hit the light, Im a rich young nigga 
  I put on my ice, got the whole room lit up 
  This is private flight, got the whole crew wit us 
  Dont go against the gang, reconsider 
  Booked up for the month, Ima see six figures 
  They going on back and fourth, got my bitch sweet-bitter 
  This the latest Saint Laurent, Im a real big dripper
  Thinkin bout being cheap, reconsider 
  I can fuck that bitch when I want to 
  Dick inside her gut like a corkscrew 
  All my tapes be classic like a old-school 
  I got the Midas touches, I can bless you 
  Lifes a game of chess, make your best move 
  Shit on all these niggas, I need a restroom 
  Wake up at 11 and made a check by noon 
  Got the ones on the floor from these strippers, need a broom 
  Nine years in the feds, free the goon 
  Dont make me take this coupe and drive it to the moon 
  Im with Lil Uzi, I be geekin off these shrooms
  My T-shirt Louis, yes, Im rockin Fruit of Looms 
  Spend at least a dime on any avenue 
  Lately, I been gettin too high, I think I need to regroup 
  Dressin like a thousand island, red on the bottom of my shoe 
  Got a plain watch, yeah the one with diamonds, it depend on my mood 
  Top off hit the light, Im a rich young nigga 
  I put on my ice, got the whole room lit up 
  This is private flight, got the whole crew wit us 
  Dont go against the gang, reconsider 
  Booked up for the month, Ima see six figures 
  They going on back and fourth, got my bitch sweet-bitter 
  This the latest Saint Laurent, Im a real big dripper
  Thinkin bout being cheap, reconsider 
  This is a Trackhawk, not a cheap Jeep 
  I had a 6 inside of a 20, Im in a deep sleep 
  Bought the new Panasonic just to see myself on TV 
  Got hoes like Onyx when I land in the DMV
  Ill just be honest, thats my style, you a mini me
  When I go to LA, I got vibes, we like 50 deep 
  When I go on tour, my set be loud, gotta sip this tea 
  Million dollar ties, I got slime, London on the beat 
  Wanna go to the 9 with Lil Marlo cause Im playing for keeps 
  Drippin is the motto, got my pants all creased 
  I think he need fewer cause his pockets on E 
  Gotta keep some bulls, I got rackades on me 
  Got my fridge full, I dont wanna OD 
  Tell that lil bitch chill, I dont want her on me 
  Thousand for my sweatsuit, yeah, nothin I do is cheap 
  I learn from the bosses takin heat 
  Top off hit the light, Im a rich young nigga 
  I put on my ice, got the whole room lit up 
  This is private flight, got the whole crew wit us 
  Dont go against the gang, reconsider 
  Booked up for the month, Ima see six figures 
  They going on back and fourth, got my bitch sweet-bitter 
  This the latest Saint Laurent, Im a real big dripper
  Thinkin bout being cheap, reconsider 
  Thinkin bout being cheap, reconsider 
  Thinkin bout goin against the gang, reconsider