Uh, woo, ayy
'Bout to go stupid again
She out the roof of the Benz
I'm 'bout to do her to get her
I'ma fuck two of her friends
Just made a flip off the wop
Fuck the Franck Mueller, I jump out the jeweler again
I fucked my money up on the re-up
But I got it right back and I blew it again
Uh, ayy

Bag full of bricks
Back sellin' Knicks like Ewing again
Trap ain't bump like this since '06, Soulja Boy shit, start you-in' again
Clear it out
Grrrr, stick 'em
Air it out
Brrrr, flip 'em
Whereabouts
I ain't never 'bout to give 'em
Fair amounts
I ain't never finna hit 'em with