I got me another Five-seveN, I love F&N’s I put one, two, three shots in his head like Chance Record a video in the dark, my diamonds still dance I got five, ten, twenty pairs of Amiri pants A hundred K in a brown bag when I leave out the bank I got money, money, money, money like I’m Floyd May’ We got one rule when we shoot, try to hit his face I had woke up with my bitch friend, shit, I blame the drank She gon’ make me miss it, I can’t leave no witness I’ma pull up Fa-fa-fa-fa-fa with an extension I ride ’round with them ra-ra-ra-ra-racks, I know it’s ignorant In my cup it be that Wock’-Wock’-Wock’-Wock’-Wock’, I ain’t sippin’ no Tristan My friends on the other team, I ain’t come to see the Pistons Hunnid pints of Wock’, I ain’t gon’ sell a line, boy I’m sippin’ I let a Cuban hold my piece ’cause I like the way they glisten Hop out with a Drac’ in broad day, nigga, like who’s slippin’? (Facts, facts) Franchise shit 2020 AMG came with a facelift Two-hundred some’ shots when we pull up, bet you get hit 7:00 a.m., 8:00 a.m., 9:00 a.m., at four I don’t really give a fuck what time it is, I pour She gon’ treat my dick like my chain a mistletoe If Aaliyah was alive, I’d be tryna rock her boat The way this white girl give me head, it make me give racism hope I know it’s Christmas time, I might give you back your ho I can’t leave ’til I know you dead, fill ’em up with holes I’m in my house and it’s real big, you hear your echo (Yeah)
I’m so fuckin’ rich, I’m a young rich bastard Pussy-nigga mad, he gon’ throw a temper tantrum