| Said I’ll swap it out
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| I’m swapping everything out here brand new
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| I swapped out my true religions
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| Put on my robin jeans
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| I swapped out dat clean sprite
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| Mixed it with codeine
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| I swapped out it old school
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| Pulled up in dat new thing
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| I swapped out a portal beacon
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| And now I’m talking Japanese
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| I swapped out my hood fame
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| Now I got global status
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| Swapped out that ratchet how
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| Cause my bitch the baddest
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| Swapped out the recipe
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| Make my pockets fatter
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| Swapped out dem vv ones
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| Now I got better carots
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| I went psycho with dat sprite
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| I went a drug addict with dat sprite
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| I Got hoes dat like to dike
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| But to tell you the truth they fly like kites
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| I got bad bitches who write
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| Went to space and took a flight
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| Yeah I’m fly but ain’t no kite
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| Cause they’re too short for my life
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| I’m on Pluto
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| You on Earth
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| I had burberry at first
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| Now it’s Pluto on my shirt
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| I don’t go crazy
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| I’ll go berserk
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| Had to maro hard top
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| Pull da rari with da vert
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| I’m the king in my hood
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| Aye da globe is my turf
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| See me rocking diamonds
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| You know the diamond’s very bright
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| Had to swap out the mid
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| Then we start sellin white
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| I was true religion saggin
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| Now dem robins on me nice
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| Paid the cash in, cash now
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| All I do is swipe
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| I swapped out my true religions
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| Put on my robin jeans
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| I swapped out dat clean sprite
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| Mixed it with codeine
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| I swapped out it old school
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| Pulled up in dat new thing
 | 
| I swapped out a portal beacon
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| And now I’m talking Japanese
 | 
| I swapped out my hood fame
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| Now I got global status
 | 
| Swapped out that ratchet hoe
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| Cause my bitch the baddest
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| Swapped out the recipe
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| Make my pockets fatter
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| Swapped out dem vv ones
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| Now I got better caarots
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| I swapped my Louis scarf for Alexandra Macqueen
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| I just brought a sprite and it’s no longer clean
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| Was a true religion kid that I designed for my jeans
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| Hey I run ATL
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| Man I feel like a king
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| I’m red bottom walking when I walk on the fly
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| Rosalina popped a pill
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| Now I’m no longer tired
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| Marijuana in my system
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| You can see it on my eye
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| I’ve got a pocket full of hundred man
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| I feel like plies
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| I was old school shopping
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| Na da rari what matters
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| I once trip off light
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| Now I’m in Pluto forever
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| Yellow Stone, White Stone
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| Stepping up on my bezel
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| I vvs the face
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| Took out canary yellows
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| I swapped out my true religion
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| Put on my robin jeans
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| I swapped out dat clean sprite
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| Mixed it with codeine
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| I swapped out dat old school
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| Pulled up in dat new thing
 | 
| I swapped out a portal beacon
 | 
| And now I’m talking Japanese
 | 
| I swapped out my hood fame
 | 
| Now I got global status
 | 
| Swapped out that ratchet hoe
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| Cause my bitch the baddest
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| Swapped out the recipe
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| Make my pockets fatter
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| Swapped out dem vv ones
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| Now I got better carots |