| Yeah | 
| Cook that shit up Quay | 
| Ain’t been in the studio for like three or four weeks, you know what I’m sayin' | 
| I been caught up in some mo shit, you dig | 
| Okay, okay, okay, okay | 
| Jump off the top rope, I’m tryna dive in | 
| Quarter million dollars all on my skin | 
| Tote this F&N like I got license | 
| Fuck stop signs and red lights, I don’t do no stoppin' | 
| Jump off the top rope, I’m tryna dive in | 
| Quarter million dollars all on my skin | 
| Tote this F&N like I got license | 
| Fuck stop signs and red lights, I don’t do no stoppin' | 
| I used to trap out the store | 
| I ain’t have nowhere to go | 
| I had a pound in my coat | 
| Payin' J’s to watch out for the folks | 
| Hit the stick like I’m playin' Madden | 
| Should I do it, nigga couldn’t imagine | 
| Skippa Da Flippa, young nigga havin' | 
| I get the money, I don’t do no dabbin' | 
| Maison Margiella on Monday, I rock Givenchy on Tuesday | 
| Wednesday I rock Ferragamo, Thursday I’m wearing my Louis | 
| Friday I come out in Fendi, I got bitches tryna do me | 
| Designered down, I be groovin', livin' life like a movie | 
| You can’t stand next to me | 
| Jump off the tightrope, I’m tryna dive in | 
| Quarter million dollars all on my skin | 
| Tote this F&N like I got license | 
| Fuck stop signs and red lights, I don’t do no stoppin' | 
| Jump off the tightrope, I’m tryna dive in | 
| Quarter million dollars all on my skin | 
| Tote this F&N like I got license | 
| Fuck stop signs and red lights, I don’t do no stoppin' | 
| Lil nigga but my shirt off | 
| Pull up with the pack and skrt off | 
| Niggas softer than a Nerf ball | 
| I ain’t never heard of none y’all | 
| Niggas say they really in the streets | 
| Why I ain’t never seen you in the street? | 
| Bitch you can go and ask about me | 
| They’ll tell you that I’m really in the streets | 
| I don’t give a fuck about making no song | 
| I was standing in the spot, tryna work my phone | 
| Had to do it on my own, lil nigga I’m grown | 
| You can hate from afar just watch your tone | 
| Do anything for them racks | 
| I used to sleep with them roaches and rats | 
| They tellin' me I should rap | 
| I’m tryna get off this pack | 
| Jump off the tightrope, I’m tryna dive in | 
| Quarter million dollars all on my skin | 
| Tote this F&N like I got license | 
| Fuck stop signs and red lights, I don’t do no stoppin' | 
| Jump off the tightrope, I’m tryna dive in | 
| Quarter million dollars all on my skin | 
| Tote this F&N like I got license | 
| Fuck stop signs and red lights, I don’t do no stoppin' |