[Verse 1]
Two door coup four hundred chips
Jacob watch cost two bricks
Throw another rack if she do a split
I got a bag of mollies know she want to lick
Make a girl kiss a girl, turn this sh** into molly world
She geeking off of them d**, making faces like [?]
Don't need a compliment cause I know I'm the sh**
All this ice on me I done froze in this b**h
Look like I'm selling dope, n***a stove in this b**h
All this girls want to f** like gold on my dick
Everywhere I go you know this sh** lit
His Rolex ticking that n***a counterfeit
b**h from the [?] screaming free [?]
I only blow gas don't f** with the mid
Diamonds flashing like paparazzi taking pictures
I don't f** with lames I f** with real goons k**ers all my n***as they the realest
Flockaveli 2 on the way I see these p**y n***as catching feelings
It ain't personal it's just business I'm the realest
Come f** with me let's make millions
[Hook: Young Thug]
Every time I f** I gotta hit me least like two b**hes
Boy, that dope been whipped, you need like new wrists
Foreign car outside, that b**h got two digits
Money stand like eight feet just like two midgets