text: Wheezy outta here
  Ridin that horse like a foreign 
  VS1 stone in my charms 
  No weapon shall ever be formed 
  Tattoos on my neck and my arms 
  Got garments thats never been worn 
  Got a dime bitch the same color orange 
  YSL the gang, come and join 
  Stay down and the world gon be yours 
  My foot on they neck, her pussy stay wet
  Put nut on her breasts, Gunna triple X
  Cough syrup back-to-back, I hardly get rest
  I fucked her like Thugger, just want me some sex
  Im never sober, too much of this red
  Designer my cover, I drip in the bed
  Bring me a runner, I need rubber bands 
  Lot of blue cheese and I dont want the ranch
  Im a rockstar, I play with these bands
  Come watch me blow through these racks like a fan 
  I just went got out, Im back at it again
  The two-door coupe new, Im still waitin on a tag 
  Rackades, I had to invest in a bag 
  Live the good life, all my bitches is bad 
  Take the price up, watch how niggas get mad 
  Biscotti Backwoods, stopped smokin the grass
  Ridin that horse like a foreign 
  VS1 stone in my charms 
  No weapon shall ever be formed 
  Tattoos on my neck and my arms 
  Got garments thats never been worn 
  Got a dime bitch the same color orange 
  YSL the gang, come and join us 
  Stay down and the world gon be yours 
  V-neck G-STAR, coupe got On-Star 
  Syrup make me slop, I sip that raw 
  Life of a slime, Im loco fasho 
  Your girlfriend a dime, I might fuck her raw 
  I lost my patience, I took that boy off
  They think Im racist, my white gon be Off
  Your diamonds fugazi, dont none of it cost
  Whip that double R crazy, wont do me like Ross 
  Cherish my freedom, dont live by the law
  If my brothers get rich its gon be all my fault 
  Cash speak for itself, so I barely can talk 
  My shirt match the belt and the belt match my drawers
  I left em a trace, I drip when I walk
  Busy as fuck, I cant answer my calls 
  We live it up, no more shoppin in Ross 
  Me and Wheezy wave bout to fuck up the mall
  Ridin that horse like a foreign 
  VS1 stone in my charms 
  No weapon shall ever be formed 
  Tattoos on my neck and my arms 
  Got garments thats never been worn 
  Got a dime bitch the same color orange 
  YSL the gang, come and join us 
  Stay down and the world gon be yours 
  Wheezy outta here
  Wheezy outta here
  Wheezy outta here
  Wheezy outta here
  Wheezy outta here