| A-and then, and then the police gon' ask me my name | 
| And I’m like «Huh? | 
| Is he trippin' or nah?» | 
| Fuck is he talkin' bout? | 
| What’s my lawyer name, nigga? | 
| Haha! | 
| Jones | 
| My bitch asked me what’s my government | 
| And I said I don’t remember that shit | 
| I just bought my moms a half a million dollar house | 
| I hope that she remember that shit | 
| I said all I do is get to the paper | 
| And the money called a nigga so I had to see you later | 
| It’s not too much that I do remember | 
| I was in Miami around December | 
| Bunch of pool parties in back of the shore | 
| Bitches on the yak comin' back to the shore | 
| I ain’t bring clothes, just paper | 
| Droptop Rose for the haters | 
| New York is cold so I made the move | 
| Once she got on top, she could make it move | 
| This that shit fuck up ya rent | 
| I was drunk when I parked, fucked up a dent | 
| Just another night on the town | 
| Every night, this is how it going down | 
| Gon' party till the sun come up | 
| And we go hard till the money’s all up | 
| So you know how a nigga like adding? | 
| Two bad bitches just to sum it all up | 
| I’m fuckin' these bitches? | 
| I don’t know | 
| Tell me some shit that I don’t know | 
| Nigga fuck around, go bankrupt | 
| In the club fuckin' up a bankroll | 
| Drunk, takin' pictures on IG | 
| Wit' my niggas, my niggas like YG | 
| Please, my nigga, don’t try me | 
| Cause my hitters, my niggas catch bodies | 
| I can’t afford this shit I got off of no rap money | 
| You can’t afford the shit I drive cause you ain’t got money | 
| Niggas name droppin' on whip countin', carry the hoes, you cock blockin' | 
| Momma just went house shoppin', sister just went watch shoppin' | 
| 20K in the neighborhood, young boys wit' Glocks shoppin' | 
| 5 mill, 6 mill, still doin', I ain’t stoppin' | 
| Audemar, that’s a hundun! | 
| Hundred rounds, that’s a hundun! | 
| Buffet of that beef, nigga, anybody come get some | 
| Don’t do squash, fuck vegetables, anything that’s questionable | 
| Put his ass on life support, turn his ass to a vegetable | 
| Go to war wit' us, you know the outcome | 
| Don’t you say my name when them laws come |