ATM… Aye we after the money over here… gang gang gang… Aye Yea Aye Aye Aye….

Hand me the Glock it’s gone spark

She a cute b*tch and she play her part

Can’t f****ck with these **** they narcs

Hand me the keys to the car I bet it’s gone start

I’m pushing the weight like a cart

I’m smoking on za in the car got this b*tch in park

Mix the lean with the pineapple Fanta it look like Bart

ATM gang we topping the charts

My wrist light up like a Christmas tree.. Aye,

Ice on my neck light up like LED

These **** be hating they envy me.. Aye,

Yo hoe wanna f*ck got that b*tch on her knees

My eyes so low why it look like I’m Chinese

Just met a lil bih she say she a expertise

Got sticks everywhere like we play hockey

Gotta foreign b*tch she had and got a body..

I hotbox the car it’s foggy

I don’t even wanna Ferrari I want me a Audi

I know some scammers that stay in Milwaukee

I hit up the plug when I want some wocky.

I’m f*cling yo b*tch and she calling me papi

Bend that a** over it’s time to do doggy

She bad b*tch and she naughty

After her I might f*ck on her auntie

No need to send the addy we going to the Chauncey.

We after the money, big b*tch looking like Solomon Grundy

The packs coming in next Monday

Call up my shooters they hit a opp right in his noggin

Black and red coupe look like Batman and robin

She miss me but that hoe forgotten

All that internet dissing proceed with caution

Got bread on yo head like you in an auction. Aye,

Let’s change the topic, bad lil b*tch she exotic

When I get rich we going to the tropics

The d*ck too good now she want me stop it

She wanna go on a date so I take her to Sonic

A young **** rapping I’m feeling iconic

Got a white b*tch looking like Bonnie

Throw me a alley I’ll dunk on that **** like Bronny.. Yeah