[Verse]
Yeah, yeah
Three chains on my neck, three chains on my wrist
Three wrist game stupid, get b**h, get b**h, get another f**ing b**h
We don't give a f**, p**y ain't sh** no mo'
And this dick ain't free for a f**ing hoe
Three chains on my neck like I'm f**ing Dro
And I got a dumb b**h looking like a hoe
Yeah they call me Yung Boy with a b**h on me
You either got a dumb b**h or a b**h, homie
You either got 100 dollars on your wrist or a stupid a** b**h coming out the f**ing 6, homie
Yeah I got Yung Boy in the backpack
Yeah I got Yung Boy on my f**ing strap
Yeah I got Yung Boy painted everywhere
I even got Yung Boy on your f**ing b**h, yeah
I went to Beantown, hit up YRS, me and young Harambe got diamonds on our chest
Yeah, came a long way from just shopping at the Dollar Tree
Now I shop online and I cop me some Versace
Gucci, Prada, and I got Goyard on my waist
Got a dumb b**h coming off my f**ing face
Goyard on the side of my motherf**ing gla**
And I got a b**h, two b**hes, fine a**es
Hunned million dollars for my dick, yeah you know the p**n star
Yeah I changed my name to Rick cause I got a foreign car
And I'm whipping it around, I don't want to know who I are
Yeah I got a hundred million dollars on a motherf**ing star
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, and I got b**hes all over me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, and I got b**hes all over me
And they wanna f** me, they want my money, I don't give a f**, this sh** is not funny
Hunned million dollars all on a bunny, hunned million dollars all on a bunny
Yeah I copped a motherf**ing white bunny and put it in my house
And then I copped another motherf**ing white animal, it was a mouse
Yeah I got a mouse, yeah I got a b**h, she's not my f**ing spouse
Yeah, it's a freestyle coming out my mouth
"f** Harambe" is what we used to say, hey
I got a hundred million dollars on my motherf**ing trey
Yeah I roll a f**ing J, yeah I roll a J
Yeah I got b**hes, yeah I got b**hes, yeah I got riches, yeah
Yeah I hit switches, yeah I hit switches, yeah I hit switches, yeah
Me and Harambe used to f** b**hes together but now he done dead
Yeah, I got a hundred million dollars on my motherf**ing bed
Yeah, he and I used to stack up the motherf**ing bread
Yeah, f**ing Lil Marlin used to tell me about his motherf**ing waist
And the Goyard that was wrapped around it
And I used to f** a b**h, you cannot hear a sound, cause
I f**ed in a sound-proof room
Yeah I got a b**h sweeping like broom
Three million dollars on my motherf**ing chief
Yeah I give a f** about a b**h, you see
I got Chia Pets on my motherf**ing nightstand
Got a dumb b**h on my dick like a nightmare
Yeah, listening to a little b**h tell me all about her motherf**ing day but I don't give a f**
I'm acting like I'm listening but I don't give a f**
I got a hundred million b**hes, I don't give a f**
I got a hundred million Goyards on my motherf**ing duck
And I got a b**h on the dick and I don't give a f**, she ride in a truck, hey
Yeah, RIP Harambe, yeah, he used to tell me all about his b**h
And now that he's gone, his b**h is gone too
But she came to me like one, two
Yeah, yeah
Three chains on my neck, three chains on my wrist
Three wrist game stupid, get b**h, get b**h, get another f**ing b**h