(Hmm)

Yeah, yeah (AT-AT) (Hmm)

I said, when we pull up you know me and the mob gonna surge

I ran this shit up so it's fuck what you heard

For the opps, I keep me a stick like the purge (Tick-Tick-Kaboom)

I do it better, these **** as soft as a feather, you put them together; a bird (Grrr)

She giving good brain, so I call her a nerd (Jitt)

Can't get in my frame, when are you gonna learn? (When are you gonna learn?)

**** too focused bout how I stay movin while they keep on loosin, that's not your concern (Nah)

Ask me again then this heat gonna burn (Grrr)

Told her not now, gotta wait for your turn, yeah-yeah (Let's go)

These **** they swear they got motion, they don't

Stay talkin' bout getting the bag but they won't (Yeah-yeah)

They hop onna wave hoping they stay afloat

She can't say my name 'cause I'm all in her throat (Yeah-yeah)

We makin' it rain, think I might needa coat (Ha)

We hop off the plane just to hop on a boat (Yeah-yeah)

I'll show you the way, hope you takin' some notes

If I'm getting paid, she'll be doing the most like chill (Jitt-Jitt)

Won't let you rely on me, gimmie some privacy, better go get you some money for real

I don't mind spending some money if she throw it for me, get dripped from the hair to the heels

Any lil **** try get in my way, he get hit with the K and his bitch getting drilled

Like get the fuck out my face, you don't like seeing me making plays so it's fuck how you feel

Ouu

I got 'em all on they heels, ouu

Bitch I'm the king of the hill, ouu

Henny be helping me heal, ouu

On go but I stay holding steel (Fah-Fah)

You think you got pressure, not even a lil

I'm blowing this pressure, I can't even feel

I'm running shit up, trynna make me a mill

If he try to run up, then his blood getting spilled (Fah-Fah) (Grrr)

Get the bag, made it work, huh (Make a move)

Put Amiri on the shirt (Okay)

Make it bounce, make it twerk, huh (Whatchu do?)

Get behind it, go berserk (Don't play)

I said push up, we getting to surging you ****

The sticks out, we getting to purging you **** (Grrr)

I swear if I snap, I'mma murder you ****

Matter fact, ion think that I heard of you **** like damn

Just jump out the way that's a tip, you know AT is all 'bout the cash (Jitt)

Hop in the whip and you better hold on to your seat 'cause like Bandicoot we bouta crash, yeah (Skrrt)

I'm bouta make me a bag, yeah

All of my bitches they bad, yeah

Now look how I hop inna Jag

I'll set this bitch off, there ain't no lookin' back, nah (Vrrr)