You, shh, ho, molly, molly, sip, sip, sorry, killin' me

 I'm just out here wildin', spent ten thousand at your steakhouse

 Cartier's on my face, binoculars for steakhouse

 Swear I hit spot, had to motherfuckin' escape out

 Allergic to that fake shit, boy you doubt me, I might break out

 Heaven on that drink, my fork around and pull a four up

 Step on shit so much I fucked around and fucked my tour

 When we were down, back and wait the motherfuckin' go up

 When you were down and fucked up, I pulled through just like a tow truck, nah, for real

 Hangin' out the spot, I'm sellin' houses, it's still Trapidact

 Bitch, I feel like Gucci in 06 and that 745

 If I had a opp, he ain't no more, cause that boy ain't a liar

 Say he wanna be famous, put him on channel 5, no waste of time

 Play around with the gang and we get too lit

 Hangin' out the window with the Drake, I don't usually do this

 I might fuck around and take your man right out the real crib

 Fly out the country, introduce him to my new bitch, I go crazy

 20k minimum, I might do that on a daily

 Cash on demand for what you sent, homie, pay me

 I'm a big dog, you a little one gone and face it

 I know that's your baby, I be in her mouth like braces

 Big stuff, get to movin', swear she get to shakin'

 I might fuck around and take your man right to Rue Cree

 Fly high, let you introduce her to my new bitch, I go crazy

 We on dead palms right now, lil' ****, what you talkin' bout?

 She ain't even tell my name, fuck n***a, blind plate gray

 Shawty dead, shoot her, gon' pop it, go

 My young n***a pop this shit, go dumb

 Shroud to lock it, go

 Said them young n****s still gon' embrace

 Still broad day, tell him to spend the whole block, keep doin'

 My young n****s still smokin' opps when they blowin'

 Your bitch wanna send me to Trap, where she goin'?

 You talkin' my body, that's not what you want

 Bitch, your body, I promise you'll drop in the mornin'