The fuck goin', ****

Can you turn my mic up a little?

Shit, ****

(I'm working on dying)

You know what the fuck goin' on, workin' on that too

(Thank You Fizzle)

(Smoov, what's good, baby)

Wondering what life would be like when all this mud spill

Tricky drug deals, off with his head for cut lean

Fun-filled nights with AKs and lots of drums in 'em

Blower on the table, fatties out, can you hold?

See the glitter and the glare on this Moncler, roll bounce

Champagne Papi, give me Chrome Heart

Virgil, give me Off-White, this AP give me frostbites

Adderall and Wockhardt pints gon' be a long night

I'm tryna tell you, every single member in my posse is 'bout rebellion

Titties on the chop hail mary, ****, Jeffery Berry

Half a million up in pieces, ****, everything creamy like Ben & Jerrys

Pussy, I'll melt you

Cameras out, lot of flashes out, I'm a millionaire

The police pulled me over, what they asked you? Where's the gun you stashed?

Excuse me, sir, I don't answer questions with no lawyer present

I press two buttons, James Bond, it's a golden gun

Cameras out, lot of flashes out, I'm a millionaire

The police pulled me over, what they asked you? Where's the gun you stashed?

Excuse me, sir, I don't answer questions with no lawyer present

I press two buttons, James Bond, it's a golden gun

Shi—, ****

We are not in the same tax bracket, don't ask me nothin' (Not at all)

This James Bond stash, why I got act in public?

****

The police pulled me over, what they asked? Where's the gun you stashed?

****

We are not in the same tax bracket, don't ask me nothin'

**** (Haha)

Six hundred thousand dollars up in jewelry, of course I'm packin' somethin'

Shi— (Yeah)

This James Bond stash, why I got act in public?

Out the slums, gang

Two hundred thousand dollars one chain, I never wore it yet

Bitch, they call me greedy, if you fuck me, I need more than sex

I might meant first ****, but the realer, we don't pour a minute

Spend a million bands and I was standin' on the corner never

Love it when it rains in California, call this corn weather

Fuck raindrops, rain shots like I'm Jordan

Wasn't really known, he would blow and he was gon' get better

Termanent come out with munion shoot just to support the steppers

Nike hit a ****, Louis V let me designer sweater

Let's just keep it under, rest like blankets over bad weather

I'm sorry, but I step more than the models on the runway

I'm off the pair of fashion, we the only ones that's with the gunplay

Cameras out, lot of flashes out, I'm a millionaire

The police pulled me over, what they asked you? Where's the gun you stashed?

Excuse me, sir, I don't answer questions with no lawyer present

I press two buttons, James Bond, it's a golden gun

Cameras out, lot of flashes out, I'm a millionaire

The police pulled me over, what they asked you? Where's the gun you stashed?

Excuse me, sir, I don't answer questions with no lawyer present

I press two buttons, James Bond, it's a golden gun

They like, "Ralfy, why you act like this?"

'Cause I know I got some shit that'll make him do a backflip

She like, "What you smokin' on?" Bitch, cat piss

James Bond stash, I can fit ten straps in

I'm the truth, your last **** was an average ****

You really be in the streets, bro, you really be with savages

Hit stick on me finna shoot at the maddest ****

He ain't got no EDD, so these broke **** start actin' different

PPP bust, he gettin' thirsty, finna scam his sister

She handed me some money 'cause I was cool, you didn't have to hit her

Bitch start actin' like a fag, so I had to bench her

I'm off this Perc' and this Wock', you can have that liquor, the Plug

Cameras out, lot of flashes out, I'm a millionaire

The police pulled me over, what they asked you? Where's the gun you stashed?

Excuse me, sir, I don't answer questions with no lawyer present

I press two buttons, James Bond, it's a golden gun

Cameras out, lot of flashes out, I'm a millionaire

The police pulled me over, what they asked you? Where's the gun you stashed?

Excuse me, sir, I don't answer questions with no lawyer present

I press two buttons, James Bond, it's a golden gun

Shi—, ****

We are not in the same tax bracket, don't ask me nothin' (Not at all)

This James Bond stash, why I got act in public?

****

The police pulled me over, what they asked? Where's the gun you stashed?

****

We are not in the same tax bracket, don't ask me nothin'

****

Six hundred thousand dollars up in jewelry, of course I'm packin' somethin'

Shi—

This James Bond stash, why I got act in public?