| Ooh-wee, ooh-wee, ooh-wee |
| Ooh-wee |
| Drip |
| You explain me |
| I’ma go and spill that good shit, know what I’m talkin' 'bout, uh |
| Young nigga known to pop shit, I didn’t bitch, I got shit |
| Big diamonds on my neck hit like kung fu, kickin' drop kicks |
| Keep some shooters with me every day 'cause I know some niggas that done got hit |
| When them bullets get to flyin', nigga, they go anywhere, they do not pick |
| Never thought that I could buy a roll when I used to only want to drop six |
| Got a lil' partner facin' 10, tryna get him 4, hope they drop 6 |
| Know some niggas with fiberglass diamonds, look homie, that is not it |
| This for the niggas that got shit, came from the bottom to top shit, ooh-wee |
| Diamonds lookin' like February, I done made a ho out a secretary |
| Send a bitch on a hail mary, for the mustard, ball like Halle Berry |
| You a rat, boy, Tom and Jerry, so to me, your life ain’t necessary |
| Buy some pints from my young gremlin, shot them niggas, send 'em to the cemetery |
| Slide on 'em and he out of there |
| Split your top, leave your body there |
| Don’t nobody know who did it |
| Nigga swear to God illuminati there |
| Grew up in the house with no AC |
| Yeah, every day it was hot in there |
| I had to make it up out of there |
| Front yard, smokers in the rocking chair |
| Everybody tryna be the plug |
| Shit, I came up to be a socket now |
| Got my whole city poppin' now |
| Like it’s pimpin', bitches out of pocket now |
| We at the top, ain’t no stoppin' now |
| Shots through the window, they watchin' now |
| Never give all the Yung Joc in there |
| It ain’t my fault 'cause they jacked my style |
| Young nigga known to pop shit, I didn’t bitch, I got shit |
| Big diamonds on my neck hit like kung fu, kickin' drop kicks |
| Keep some shooters with me every day 'cause I know some niggas that done got hit |
| When them bullets get to flyin', nigga, they go anywhere, they do not pick |
| Never thought that I could buy a roll when I used to only want to drop six |
| Got a lil' partner facin' 10, tryna get him 4, hope they drop 6 |
| Know some niggas with fiberglass diamonds, look homie, that is not it |
| This for the niggas that got shit, came from the bottom to top shit, ooh-wee |
| Ten thou' out the trap way before I sent a bitch |
| Big money on me, baby knowin' that I am a pimp |
| Hatin' nigga want to steal the drip |
| Taught my youngins how to knock a bitch |
| Got 'em out the motherfuckin' trenches |
| Showed 'em it could be a better livin' |
| Showed 'em life when a nigga pimpin' |
| Cool nigga, pockets filled with the blue figures |
| Snow bunny, wanna make a billion |
| Broke the ho 'cause she love my spilling |
| Big pimping |
| Tried to knock me, aim at your fitted |
| Gohan lightin' up the building |
| Damn, on my way to another planet |
| Change a nigga, I don’t gotta panic |
| I’m with twin and we in a Phantom |
| Splash time with a lot of hammers |
| In the Bentley, if you fall, tell her hold the sentence |
| Niggas fakin', they can’t keep it pimpin', think they simpin' |
| Old nigga move out the way |
| Chopper crop a goofy nigga’s face |
| Young nigga known to pop shit, I didn’t bitch, I got shit |
| Big diamonds on my neck hit like kung fu, kickin' drop kicks |
| Keep some shooters with me every day 'cause I know some niggas that done got hit |
| When them bullets get to flyin', nigga, they go anywhere, they do not pick |
| Never thought that I could buy a roll when I used to only want to drop six |
| Got a lil' partner facin' 10, tryna get him 4, hope they drop 6 |
| Know some niggas with fiberglass diamonds, look homie, that is not it |
| This for the niggas that got shit, came from the bottom to top shit, ooh-wee |