[Verse 1: Larry]
I got this check up on me, but I ain't got time
Bought the whole Fendi store, cause I can't do no lines
I got them cheap pies, call me Little Caesars
I just bought her Tom Ford, and you forgot to feed her
Driving in that diesel, smoking on some diesel
I was flexed up, I was looking kind of evil
Juugin' off the meter, I bless them folks like Peter
My grandma, she don't like me cause she think that I'm a diva
[Chorus: Larry]
I think they happy still being on that same sh**
Yung Bois f** around, and put you on the pavement
Money stacking up, I prolly need a basement
Kush bags they got me sleep like I was brain dead, brain dead, brain dead
Kush bags they got me sleep like I was brain dead
[Verse 2: Randy]
Skrt off in the Jag, paper on my tag
I got stripes, stripes, stripes, stripes, American Flag
American woman, that b**h getting took'n
Run it up like Vince Young, yeah f** boys is some rookies
Choppa' sound like Chewbacca, no wookies, no wookies
I ain't one to f**ing worry, it's ten thousand just to book me
At your front door, Randy Fed-Ex
Chickens wrapped up like burritos, like some f**ing Tex-Mex
[Chorus: Larry]
[Verse 3: SenseiATL]
You a f**ing phony, see right through you like a window
If we catch you lacking bullets make you dance like disco
Had to keep it low, I can't do that sh** no mo'
They tried to stunt on me, and now they stunting for my folks
I can't f** with stains, so I hold the stainless steel
Smoke up on that orange dope, then I f**ing peel
I got that gas like a gas pump
b**h we in the house just like Daft Punk