| One day it’s gon' rain on you | 
| Doin' women, got the murder stain | 
| Me and my niggas, we be stuntin' and sufferin' | 
| Stuntin' and sufferin', stuntin' and sufferin' | 
| Stuntin' and sufferin', nigga | 
| Any of you gettin high, runna block on a | 
| Had a lotta' dough, blowin' smoke | 
| We don’t fuck, what 'em haters know? | 
| (Tellin' 'em what we doin', Tellin' 'em what we talkin' bout) | 
| (We into this music, takes me into that) | 
| Make it bounce, look round | 
| Hoe that playin this sound, what now? | 
| When I touch down, bust down | 
| (Niggas goin' hate own you) | 
| (You'll still be rainin', brain on you) | 
| These hoes dancin', they’ll make you lose the dough | 
| They’re just so low, they’ll make me lose my soul | 
| I just focused, my brain is on slow-mo | 
| I just come here to make you lose control, lose control, lose control, | 
| lose control, lose control, lose control, lose control, lose control, | 
| lose control, lose control, lose control, lose control, lose control, | 
| lose control, lose control, lose control | 
| Any of you gettin high, runna block on a | 
| Had a lotta' dough, blowin' smoke | 
| We don’t fuck, what 'em hater know? | 
| Look round | 
| Hoe that playin this sound, what now? | 
| When I touch down, bust down | 
| Bust down | 
| Yeah, yeah | 
| Yeah, yeah | 
| Yeah, yeah | 
| Yeah, yeah | 
| What now? | 
| Touch down | 
| These hoes dancin', they’ll make you lose the dough | 
| They’re just so low, they’ll make me lose my soul | 
| I just focused, my brain is on slow-mo | 
| I just come here to make you lose control | 
| One day it’s gon' rain on you | 
| Doin' women, got the murder stain | 
| Me and my niggas, we be stuntin' and sufferin' | 
| Stuntin' and sufferin', stuntin' and sufferin' | 
| Stuntin' and sufferin', nigga | 
| Any of you gettin high, runna block on a | 
| Had a lotta' dough, blowin' smoke | 
| We don’t fuck, what 'em haters know | 
| (Tellin' 'em what we doin, tellin' 'em what we talkin bout) | 
| (We into this music, takes me into that) | 
| Make it bounce, look round | 
| Hoe that playin this sound, what now? | 
| When I touch down, bust down | 
| (Niggas goin' hate own you) | 
| (You'll still be rainin', brain on you) | 
| What em haters know? | 
| Bust down | 
| Look round | 
| Hoe that playin this sound, what know? | 
| When I touch down, bust down | 
| Bust down | 
| Yeah, yeah | 
| Yeah, yeah | 
| Yeah, yeah | 
| Yeah, yeah | 
| What now? | 
| Touch Down |