Now me, I'm with Julio down by the schoolyard Trying to stack ducats, cop a crib with a pool, yard Pool table, bars, stools, cars, j**els, jars (???) I'm in the kitchen with Ice-T and Coco From popo in slow-mo From (???) to Polo I'm at the frat house screaming "yoga, yoga" Frat boys screaming back at me like "yolo, yolo" For sure though, shouts out Show Squad Third world fam OTK and the old gods Roma to Oklahoma, on that soma Oh god, oh I'm putting 'em in a coma I'm in The Source now, but it's the internet I'm on a jet now, but I wanna bigger jet No a smaller jet, but a taller jet Wish I was a baller, and taller than taller get Ostertag, most to brag Roller coasters, Jags, use a coaster, dag! When he host a jam, they toast the fam No toast and jam, but oh the clams Hors d'oeuvres my man, I'm absurd with them Roti, goat meat, and so much yams No birds or grams, words for grands You an army pervert serviceman I'm in the studio, pulling Su-Sussudio Himanshu Suri (???) for who we know It's a jam, Johnny Walker Black Johnny Walker Blue if you paid like that My wallet thick like Costanza Thoia thoia thoing, she moves like a dancer If she got a donkey scoop it up like chunky monkey If your pockets on dummy while the bar getting funky (USA, USA)