(I'll go through like, towards the end)

****, who got the light, I'm tryna get lit

Geeking out hop in the pit, she givin' me hints

Grabbing over my print, I'm goin' up an that's it

Can't see in this bitch, the coupe four percent on the tint

**** just walked in the party, they look up and down, they fuck with my fit

In the city, downtown for the flicks

Yeah, I'm flyin' and goin' on trips

Y'all just spend and go broke, I'm convinced Yeah, he knowin' I'm bound to get rich

Damn, yeah she knowin' I'm bound to get rich

Yeah, you knowin' I'm stackin' Four in the morning, I'm packin

Ride with my brother, he packin' it

Wait for the plug, bring the pack in

These ****, I'm overlappin' Got too high, forgot what happened

Off of this lean I start-

Off of this lean I start lagging, Bands in my pockets, I'm sagging

They think I'm deep in the fashion,I'm just followin' my passion

**** actin' like they havin' shit

**** stop all of that cappin'

I just pulled up in some-

I-I-I-I- I just pulled up in some fast shit

Tryna recoup over all that we had

but no I can't fuck with no has been, I had to let that shit go

Put that Cadillac truck on the road spark it up before they start up the show

Yeah, me and my brothers, we breakin' the code

Vivienne chain when I go around the globe

Got ice would've thought that it's snowed

Yeah, she lovin' on me like whoa

Yeah, she throw it back for sure

Yeah, I just been countin' this dough

Yeah, on stage, I give them a show

I be with the team, I know they won't fold

My momma said, I need to stop gettin' old, damn,

Now I got Bends on top of Bends, this shit not no annual

I do my shit when I'm up on that panel I'm in control like the weather channel

****, who got the light, I'm tryna get lit

Geeking out hop in the pit, she givin' me hints

Grabbing over my print, I'm goin' up an that's it

Can't see in this bitch, the coupe four percent on the tint

**** just walked in the party, they look up and down, they fuck with my fit

****, who got the light, I'm tryna get lit

Geeking out hop in the pit, she givin' me hints

Grabbing over my print, I'm goin' up an that's it

Can't see in this bitch, the coupe four percent on the tint

**** just walked in the party, they look up and down, they fuck with my fit

Drive in the rain I'm flyin' down I-70, I think I just flew past blue

**** ain't gettin' as fly as us imma bounce out with the crew

**** ain't gettin' as high as us we smokin' that shit on the moon

Fightin' these demons alone in my room, feel like I'm playin' DOOM

when in New York, ridin' around with a mask **** yeah, rip MF DOOM

Look in the chat, and this **** mon Geekin' up off of the shrooms

She tryna fuck on me I ain't even try to

My swag like Mac Dre, lil' bitch I'm a tycoon

Tycoon,

Tycoon,

Tycoon

Yeah, you know I'm goin' up

No I do not give a fuck

I ain't done runnin' it up

We ride in them Cadillac trucks

My brother tried kickin' the cup, and I started pourin' it up

****, who got the light, I'm tryna get lit

Geeking out hop in the pit, she givin' me hints

Grabbing over my print, I'm goin' up an that's it

Can't see in this bitch, the coupe four percent on the tint

**** just walked in the party, they look up and down, they fuck with my fit

In the city, downtown for the flicks Yeah, I'm flyin' and goin' on trips

Y'all just spend and go broke, I'm convinced Yeah, he knowin' I'm already rich

Damn, yeah, she knowin' I'm already rich

Yeah you know that I'm stackin' Four in the morning, I'm packin