[Intro] Yeah, this that Goldhouse, ya feel me? Rock up like dope up, ya feel me? We got the baddest b**hes Goldhouse, b**h Mob, BasedWorld, Lil B, ya feel me? 5, 10, 30, 20, 100, 90, 66, 35 [Verse 1] Baby girl thick, I'mma f** her like her husband Everybody know that your boy loves strugglin' All them bad hoes love them gangstas out there thuggin' It's really b**h, Goldhouse hustlin' Paying for the p**y, everyday Christmas Armstrong BasedGod, b**h, that's a scratch-off Ho, that's the business, look how you dancing High school shawty, that's the business f**ing young hoes cause I'm down for the scrimmage Baby girl dancing cause she looks so good Ima twenty..yea Mickey D Thats the real swag, on me Real talk girls stay s**er free Lil B dat n***a, he OD b**h Mob, GoldHouse, 700 BasedWorld, Lil B, I gets the money Goldhouse pop off, guarantee ya shakin b**h Mob come through, all them s**as hate it Still workin, still tall Sound like the BasedGod, that ain't the BasedGod All these b**hes, everybody going Everybody know that the BasedGod foreign Ima sleep ya b**h, she snoring I reps the b**h so you knows that Im b**hin' Brought them f**in thangs cuz you know that im trippin Keep da b**h loaded, BasedGod trippin Basedworld, that n***a stole 'out the water' Violating bruh, I might have to go charge em, BasedGod k**a, ima f**ing k**a At the end, at the end