text: Yeah, yeah
  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
  Oh, woah, woah, woah, woah
  Woah
  Make em bleed for the season
  I got pretty tings overseas, yeah 
  Shopping sprees for a week, yeah 
  Like FBG, I got free bands, yeah 
  Above the trees, hard to breathe in 
  We spending Gs for no reason, yeah 
  Better go sleep, she not leavin, yeah 
  Crib in the hills like Im fiendin, yeah
  Huh, huh, huh
  Bout a dollar, huh, huh 
  Whip that Panamera, yeah
  Piss in my ring, diamonds canary yellow 
  Im sippin codeine, Im movin slower than Donatello 
  I doubt that she dont let me fuck, but I swear I wont sweat her 
  Im runnin the millions up, on God, my fam doin better 
  Bein broke didnt break us apart, got rich, we still together 
  We storm the weather, you get jammed, Ill write you letters 
  We flock of feathers , the parasailers 
  Gave her a groove like Stella, my vocals makin her pussy wetter 
  Bought a new Louis flannel, flowers all over my white Margielas 
  Make em bleed for the season
  I got pretty tings overseas, yeah 
  Shopping sprees for a week, yeah 
  Like FBG, I got free bands, yeah 
  Above the trees, hard to breathe in
  We spending Gs for no reason, yeah 
  Better go sleep, she not leavin, yeah 
  Crib in the hills like Im fiendin, yeah
  Huh, huh
  Feel the Miley Cyrus, yeah
  We gettin geeked up at the private party, yeah, yeah
  Leak, it aint no secret, know I drip the hardest 
  The valet cant hold my key, I let my people park it 
  Got that Escalade BP cause I might be a target 
  My fans screamin at me, say Im they favorite artist 
  Pay what I want, no back and forth, dont do no bargain 
  We cross the margin 
  Fuck niggas barkin, main reason I keep a carbon 
  We burn like arsons 
  Snakes in the garden 
  We rich, I beg you pardon?
  My lil niece is startin 
  The vehicles foreign 
  Feel like Im soarin 
  Make em bleed for the season
  I got pretty tings overseas, yeah 
  Shopping sprees for a week, yeah 
  Like FBG, I got free bands, yeah 
  Above the trees, hard to breathe in 
  We spending Gs for no reason, yeah 
  Better go sleep, she not leavin, yeah 
  Crib in the hills like Im fiendin, yeah
  Yeah, yeah, yeah