| Oh yea? | 
| That’s how you feel huh young niggas? | 
| You gon pull up in that motherfuckin Foreign like that there | 
| 50 grand in yo motherfuckin pocket with that bad bitch | 
| Got damn, got damn | 
| Why you do em like that? | 
| Got damn | 
| (Wutchu mean?) | 
| How you pull up in the Porsche? | 
| 9−11 oh Lord | 
| With a bad bitch with me and her ass so full | 
| Got damn, got damn | 
| Hundred thousand for the Rollie, got damn | 
| All these diamonds in my chain, 30 bottles on the way | 
| KOD in magic city, 50k I make it rain | 
| Got damn! | 
| Steppin out tonight I think I’m bout to make a movie | 
| Drop in the Phantom, whippin bumpin Lil Boosie | 
| Bitch I gotta checkout, just went by the whole club | 
| Took bout 20 thousand dollars, I just call it showin love | 
| Big money nigga, quarter mil worth of jewels | 
| Ballin like a bitch, I made the ESPN news | 
| Home boy, you can never play me for a fool | 
| Keep a Mr. Fix It with me, that’s who keep the tool | 
| I say now good Lord, look at shorty, there she hall ass | 
| Bet your money she gon fuck me for that brown bag | 
| I said I’m too gone off that liquor, turned up — nigga you trippin | 
| That P Ciroc in my system, blew 10 racks as I’m different | 
| Got damn, got damn | 
| Why you do em like that? | 
| Got damn | 
| (Wutchu mean?) | 
| How you pull up in the Porsche? | 
| 9−11 oh Lord | 
| With a bad bitch with me and her ass so full | 
| Got damn, got damn | 
| Hundred thousand for the Rollie, got damn | 
| All these diamonds in my chain, 30 bottles on the way | 
| KOD in magic city, 50k I make it rain | 
| Got damn! | 
| I was in the trap, cracker kicked in the do' | 
| I was in the room, I was beatin a ho | 
| Cracka asked me, «Nigga where the snow?» | 
| Told them probly in Alaska, cracker where it snow? | 
| This Christmas, I’mma buy 100 Chevy | 
| And gave em all away to all the young niggas | 
| Got a funny feeling, I’mma whack me a rapper | 
| Get on TV plat crazy, like oh no what happened? | 
| Asked me did I fuck his girlfriend, I told him I don’t remember | 
| Now did she suck me? | 
| That’s a strong possibility | 
| Hit him with the 9, he got his shit wacked | 
| 10 racks pussy and I sell your chain back | 
| Got damn, got damn | 
| Why you do em like that? | 
| Got damn | 
| (Wutchu mean?) | 
| How you pull up in the Porsche? | 
| 9−11 oh Lord | 
| With a bad bitch with me and her ass so full | 
| Got damn, got damn | 
| Hundred thousand for the Rollie, got damn | 
| All these diamonds in my chain, 30 bottles on the way | 
| KOD in magic city, 50k I make it rain | 
| Got damn! | 
| Okay now flat black ‘Maro, bitches call me Bruce Wayne | 
| Crib big it’s Wal-Mart, nigga that’s a shame | 
| And I keep a shooter, call that boy Dwayne Wade | 
| Once them niggas pussy lucky, I don’t call names | 
| Catch me pullin up in that, Lord have mercy, thank You Jesus | 
| Probly with a freak, her name Tameeka, she’s a skeezer | 
| Audemar bottles, til tomorrow Rose | 
| Dope boy swag, ol Rollie and some J’s | 
| I be wailin on you niggas, stylin on you niggas | 
| Go and cop a whippin, then I Instagram a picture | 
| What yo money like? | 
| What dip dope cheddar over | 
| My paper long, bitch etcetera, etcetera | 
| Get it! | 
| Got damn, got damn | 
| Why you do em like that? | 
| Got damn | 
| (Wutchu mean?) | 
| How you pull up in the Porsche? | 
| 9−11 oh Lord | 
| With a bad bitch with me and her ass so full | 
| Got damn, got damn | 
| Hundred thousand for the Rollie, got damn | 
| All these diamonds in my chain, 30 bottles on the way | 
| KOD in magic city, 50k I make it rain | 
| Got damn! |