The flyest young **** that you ever seen, my shirt and my pants is Chrome (Woo, ah)

I smell like a whole million dollars, I got on Chanel cologne

(Shoutout to that—)

(Shoutout to that boy Cyrus, he murked this, you know what I'm sayin'?)

Yeah, yeah (Woah)

Yeah (Blaow), woah-woah (Woo)

Bling, yeah (Bling), yeah (Bling)

Bling, woah (Woah), bling (Woah), bling (Woah), blaow (diamond)

We shoot with precision, I give a few hundreds (Yeah), my young **** aim at your dome (At your dome)

The flyest young **** that you ever seen, my shirt and my pants is Chrome (Woo)

I smell like a whole million dollars, I got on Chanel cologne (Ah)

I knew that the bitch was a real scholar the way that she givin' me dome (Wow, woah-woah)

We weren't tryna kill him, just send him a message, so we had just shot up his home (Damn)

I told the bitch with all of this motion, I need like two or three phones (Woo)

When you in the city just doin' it proper (Yeah), you probably need two or three Chromes (Chromes)

I pop out the cut, that boy thought he seen a ghost (Woo)

I cut my ties with my bitch because she do the most (The most, yeah)

Bitch, I'm a player, I'm havin' these hoes every Coast (Coast to coast, yeah, woo)

I got my hand in the pot like I'm cookin' a roast (A roast), yeah (Damn)

I just be gettin' too fly 'cause they use to roast me (Yeah)

I might just spazz on a thot 'cause she tryna post me (What?)

I don't give a fuck what you had to me, what you got (Yeah, bling, uh)

I was just livin' down bad, now I keep a knot (Huh?)

All of my bitches is bad so they get the dot (Woo)

**** be hatin' and wishin' that they had my spot (Woo)

You could get hit with the Drac', boy, this shit not a prop (Baow, woo)

Tryna get rich, so I'll prolly invest in the stock (Baow)

This stick got some kick so I had just added a stock (Yeah)

I threw the bitch in the pit, the ho wanna mosh (Yeah, wow)

They givin' up dick, the ho started throwin' a fit (Yeah, woah)

But look at your rent, that shit my whole fit (Woah)

Brand-new white diamonds that just look like a bowl of grits (Holy shit)

She suck the dick, I like to hold her tits (Yeah)

Carats and pointers, I bought it to close my fist (Close my fist)

We were some street ****, now we is goin' legit (Damn, woah-woah)

We shoot with precision, I give a few hundreds (Yeah), my young **** aim at your dome (At your dome)

The flyest young **** that you ever seen, my shirt and my pants is Chrome

I smell like a whole million dollars, I got on Chanel cologne

I knew that the bitch was a real scholar the way that she givin' me dome (Damn, damn, woah)

We weren't tryna kill him, just send him a message, so we had just shot up his home (Shot up his home)

I told the bitch with all of this motion, I need like two or three phones (I need like two or three phones)

When you in the city just doin' it proper (Yeah), you probably need two or three Chromes (I need like two or three Chromes)

Yeah, yeah, yeah