I buy a new car
for the bitch (for real)
I tear down the mall
with the bitch (for real)
You can't even talk
to the bitch (no)
She fucking with bosses
and shit (on God)
I pull up in 'Rari's and shit,
with choppers and
Harley's and shit (for real)
I be Gucci'd down,
you wearing Lacoste
and shit (bitch)
Yeah, Moncler, yeah,
fur came off of that,
yeah (yeah)
Triple homicide,
put me in a chair,
yeah (in jail)
Triple cross the plug,
we do not play fair,
yeah (On God)
Got 'em tennis chains on
and they real blingy (blingy)
Draco make you do
the chicken head like
Chingy (Chingy)
Walk in Neiman Marcus
and I spend a light fifty (fifty)
Please proceed with caution,
shooters, they be
right with me (21)
Bad bitch, cute face
and some nice titties
$7500 on a Saint
Laurent jacket (yeah)
Bitch, be careful where
you dumpin' your ashes (bitch)
I ain't no sucker, I ain't
cuffin' no action (nah)
The skreets raised me,
I'm a whole bastard
(wild, wild, wild, wild)
I bought a 'Rari just so
I can go faster (skrrt)
Niggas tryna copy me,
they playin' catch up (21)
I might pull up in a Ghost,
no Casper (21)
I been smoking gas and
I got no asthma

I got 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 M's in
my bank account, yeah (On God)
In my bank account,
yeah (On God)
In my bank account,
yeah (On God)
In my bank account,
yeah (On God)
In my bank account,
yeah (On God)
In my bank account,
yeah (On God)
I got 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 shooters
ready to gun you down,
yeah (fast)
Ready to gun you down,
yeah (On God)
Ready to gun you down,
yeah (On God)
Ready to gun you down,
yeah (On God)
Ready to gun you down,
yeah (On God)
Ready to gun you down,
yeah (On God)

Yeah dog I'm for real, dog (21)
Straight up out the 6,
now got a house
in the Hills, dog (21)
Wanna see a body, nigga?
Get you killed, dog (wet)
Wanna tweet about me,
nigga? Get you killed, dog (wet)
Killed dog, I'm a real dog,
you a lil' dog (21)
Be a dog, wanna be a dog,
chasing mil's, dog
Dunk right in your bitch
like O'Neal, dog
I shoot like Reggie Mill', dog (21)
Chopper sting you
like a eel, dog

I got 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 M's
in my bank account, yeah (On God)
In my bank account, yeah (On God)
In my bank account, yeah (On God)
In my bank account, yeah (On God)
In my bank account, yeah (On God)
In my bank account, yeah (On God)
I got 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 shooters
ready to gun you down, yeah (fast)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (On God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (On God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (On God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (On God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (On God)

Roulette clips, send a roulette hit
Pull up on your bitch,
she say that I got that ruler dick
Spray your block down,
we not really with that
ruh-rah shit
Glock cocked now,
I don't really give no fuck
'bout who I hit
Yeah, your bitch, she get
jiggy with me
Keep that Siggy with me
Bitch, I'm Mad Max,
you know I got Ziggy with me
Keep a mad mag in case
a nigga wanna get busy with me
'Rari matte black and I got
a Bentley with me

I got 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 M's
in my bank account, yeah (On God)
In my bank account, yeah (On God)
In my bank account, yeah (On God)
In my bank account, yeah (On God)
In my bank account, yeah (On God)
In my bank account, yeah (On God)
I got 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 shooters
ready to gun you down, yeah (fast)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (On God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (On God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (On God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (On God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (On God)

$7500 on a Saint
Laurent jacket (yeah)
Bitch, be careful where you
dumpin' your ashes (bitch)
I ain't no sucker,
I ain't cuffin' no action (nah)
The skreets raised me,
I'm a whole bastard