text: Lyrics from Snippet
  Run that back, Turbo
  Hop out the McLaren 
  Got so fresh, oh so clean 
  And my bitch in celine 
  Actavis, sippin lean 
  This aint no facade 
  We count cash, color green 
  Got that clean on the cream
  Like a Holly got that rings 
  You cant heal my heart
  I got scars on my veins 
  You cant feel my pain 
  These rackets keep me safe 
  In the country, sippin codeine lemonade
  Liquor racing through down London
  Shoppin bros what they expect 
  I came from the block
  I get Ms on my name 
  My watch hit my crib
  Hi, dear, its insane 
  Shawty, give me that top 
  The top of the Range