Goddamn, man, this shit gettin' too crazy

This shit global, I'm takin' this shit over, come on

I'm goin', rock out the show in Atlanta (Ah)

Rock out the show in

Rock out the show in

Rock out the show in Atlanta, then jumped on a flight to the Grammys, hey, hey

Hit like two hoes on the spot, that shit a double whammy, woah

Mexican hoes at the T, eat it up, bon appétit, huh, huh

Shawty too mean, from the streets, now she wanna fuck on the beach, huh, huh

I'm tryna get to the top then put all my bros on

Callin' this bitch to the spot, don't come with no clothes on

Crossed O on my back, don't get this shit twisted

Trapped out the bathroom stalls, now I'm in the hills, rappin' 'bout jewels and bitches

Dolce & Gabbana my body, my shawty like high speeds in the Range Rover

Pz' been poppin' this shit, I done picked up the mic, they screamin', "It's game over"

Follow a flight from Atlanta, now I'm in the first class with a hangover

Got me a bag, now the pain over

**** try race to the fame, I cannot complain, I know that shit made for me

Intercontinental, ooh

We goin' intercontinental

Pz' done crashed the rental

My shawty built like a Versace stencil

I'm a physician, I play with the dental

Come in position, we hittin' your mental

Might hit your mama, she suckin' with dentures

All of my favorites are really expensive

Rock out the show in Atlanta, then jumped on a flight to the Grammys, hey, hey

Hit like two hoes on the spot, that shit a double whammy, woah

Mexican hoes at the T, eat it up, bon appétit, huh, huh

Shawty too mean, from the streets, now she wanna fuck on the beach, huh, huh

I'm tryna get to the top then put all my bros on

Callin' this bitch to the spot, don't come with no clothes on

Crossed O on my back, don't get this shit twisted

Trapped out the bathroom stalls, now I'm in the hills rappin' 'bout jewels and bitches

Dolce & Gabbana my body, my shawty like high speeds in the Range Rover

Pz' been poppin' this shit, I done picked up the mic, they screamin', "It's game over"

Follow a flight from Atlanta, now I'm in the first class with a hangover

Got me a bag, now the pain over

**** try race to the fame, I cannot complain, I know that shit made for me