[Hook 1: OJ Da Juiceman]
f**in' with them real boys, real boys (x3)
Now you f**in' with them real boys, real boys
[Hook 2: RiFF RaFF]
Diamonds Twerkin on my wrist like Miley Cyrus
Young a** baller smoking weed on your couch
[Verse 1: RiFF RaFF]
I done got so famous I can't even drop my top (Soooo famous)
I done got so famous I can't even grocery shop (damn)
I don't trust my butler so I'm installing hidden cameras (Cameras!)
I need a security guard just to walk to my mail box (damn)
I need a secretary just to check my e-mail (e-mail)
Dodging paparazzi I might need a v12 (new car!)
Getting in shape I might need a V8 (Vroom)
Aqua berry diamond shining dancing in yo face! (face!)
I can lemon lime (Lime), can't wait in line (line)
I just dropped 30 grand and froze the hands of time (Froze!)
Now I'm Doogie Howser with the polar bear fist (fist)
Diamonds dancing on my wrist like Taylor Swift (Swift)!
[Verse 2: Cap 1]
Young rich baller, got me smoking on the couch
I might need another ho, I just kicked this other ho out
I might need another plug, I just told this plug off
I might need another crib, got too many hoes in my loft
Told that the b**h if she want finer things in life
Then she should come f** with a boss
f**ed every b**h in Atlanta like these hoes
Must think that I play for the Hawks
Front door then back door a n***a [???]
Then f** off that money and go off to Vegas
Make me a stop out in Texas, connect to that lean
Bout to get me some paper
f**ing with these real boys got a n***a reckless
Pull up in that foreign, got your b**h with my necklace
Step out them Versaces, put my foot in them Giuseppes
Can't even show my face without these b**hes tryna' s** me!
[Hook 1: OJ Da Juiceman]
f**in' with them real boys, real boys (x3)
Now you f**in' with them real boys, real boys
[Hook 2: RiFF RaFF]
Diamonds Twerkin on my wrist like Miley Cyrus
Young a** baller smoking weed on your couch