text: Metro Boomin want some more, nigga
  In that fast thing, speedin through the city 
  Panoramic brain, and my dash digi 
  Motherfuck the fame, all my niggas litty 
  Backwood to the face, I dont smoke no Philly 
  Drip, drippin sauce like Im chili 
  Let that mink hang to the floor when its chilly 
  I got three big booty broads at the Telly 
  And they know from the start who was ready
  I cant fuck with none of yall niggas, yall disgust me
  When you with your maggot ass friends, dont discuss me
  FN with extended clip, I hope them try to rush me
  I hear em sayin such and such, a nigga aint gon touch me
  Big body Benz, member I used to be dusty
  Now I want my money all hundreds in a rush please
  I was sellin weed when they came out with White T
  Now I put a whole half a ticket on my white tee
  Whole hood poppin, other niggas, they dont like me
  Made her eat it up, she told her friend, He gon wife me
  All my niggas thoroughbred, I dont fuck with crossbreeds
  Free all of the bros down the road and on Rice Street
  In that fast thing, speedin through the city 
  Panoramic brain, and my dash digi 
  Motherfuck the fame, all my niggas litty 
  Backwood to the face, I dont smoke no Philly 
  Drip, drippin sauce like Im chili 
  Let that mink hang to the floor when its chilly 
  I got three big booty broads at the Telly 
  And they know from the start who was ready 
  Put some fine bitches in Margiel-ys 
  Two new glass tinted, these baguette-ys 
  Aint gon bash you bitches, I aint petty 
  Just know we fuckin, we aint goin steady 
  I dont wanna sleep, I need more Addys 
  I aint have no kid but Im her daddy 
  Better shake her ass like its Magic 
  Twenties in my pocket look like cabbage 
  Carats everywhere, Im a rabbit 
  I aint Shawty Lo, but whats happenin? 
  We was taught to go, keep that cannon 
  Im on fuckin go, I cant panic 
  In that fast thing, speedin through the city 
  Panoramic brain, and my dash digi 
  Motherfuck the fame, all my niggas litty 
  Backwood to the face, I dont smoke no Philly 
  Drip, drippin sauce like Im chili 
  Let that mink hang to the floor when its chilly 
  I got three big booty broads at the Telly 
  And they know from the start who was ready
  Money conversations, check my feng shui
  I buy Dolce Gabbana, Chanel a month straight
  Supermodel, her body gon be my entree
  I been runnin with hitters, my youngins gun slang
  Cars up to date, brand new Wraith
  My life circle, mines aint straight
  Bills aint late, paid no notes
  I aint no joke, they want smoke
  We exotic, start a riot, we gon ride
  .223s, drakes outside
  We dont get tired, we gon die