| Thinking that’s it’s time that I let 'em know | 
| Competitions falling off i’m cutting through the smoke | 
| See the rings on my mind, James with the scope | 
| King Don Dada swinging got them on the ropes… | 
| Ha! | 
| (I got 'em) | 
| Sitting pretty stacking chips while we touring | 
| Bitches try to copy hope them bitches got insurance | 
| Ain’t no stunt doubles flipping gripping dollars in the foreign | 
| Got your nigga tipping, stripping why he tell me that you boring! | 
| Black kate moss, a bitch so important | 
| Dropped a duffle on the leathers other hoes can’t afford it | 
| Blowing sour, eyes low how I live it and record it | 
| Jealous hoes clocking shit when I get it they report it | 
| Hook: | 
| Devil in a red dress, backwoods cutting throats | 
| Gymnastics, swift split, daddy movin' coke | 
| Gucci pumps, snakes all over my fuckin toes | 
| Tri-state, hold weight, fuck you dirty hoes | 
| Balenciaga Mama | 
| Don dada proper | 
| Cop stopper chopper, tell papa to hit ya block up | 
| You seen me on blogs, You Think I’m a star | 
| I can pull ya card, I can pull ya broad | 
| I do it for the fuck of it, the fun of it, the love in it | 
| Edibles out the oven bitch my desserts on some other shit | 
| I deserve to stunt on bitches, I deserve to front on niggas | 
| Clothes I switch, flows I switch, Know I’m the shit when I walk in | 
| No talking while I’m talking | 
| You could learn something, you should burn something | 
| I could burn money | 
| Foxy brown firm honey, Backwood flavor honey | 
| All I hear is paper, money, cheese, green, blue hunnids | 
| Hook: | 
| Devil in a red dress, backwoods cutting throats | 
| Gymnastics, swift split, daddy movin' coke | 
| Gucci pumps, snakes all over my fuckin toes | 
| Tri-state, hold weight, fuck you dirty hoes |