(Man, it's Lil' Slaq and you fuckin' with Bella, ****) Woo, what? (Yeah)

(We in this— ro-ro—) Yeah

(Rockin' with— rockin' with Patrick) Say what? (Woo)

I'm the one calling the hits (The hits)

I'm the one that tell 'em, “Go hop in that box (What?), make sure everything hit” (Everything hit)

Play with that bomb, we takin' it far, **** might pop at yo' kids (Pop at yo' kids)

I pull them strings just like guitar, I told my young ****, “Go spin” (Go spin)

We run the world, they know who we are, she just wanna fuck with fN (Fuck with fN)

Stop all that cap in yo' rappin', that shit ain't hittin' (Shit ain't hittin')

I'm off the substance, I'm high as a bitch (High as a bitch)

We spinnin' blocks, I get mad if they miss (Mad if they miss)

I was just locked in the cell, I'm giving them hell, but these **** mad that I'm rich (What?)

These **** act like some gangstas, but they ain't no gangsta, I pull up and hop out with switch (Pfft, hop out with switch)

Two cars follow my black truck (Pfft), you better not act up, hang out the window with sticks (Boop, boop, boop)

I'm the one calling the hits (Boop, woah)

I'm the one that tell 'em, “Go hop in that box (Woo), make sure everything hit” (Hit)

Play with that bomb, we takin' it far, **** might pop at yo' kids (Pop at yo' kids)

I pull them strings just like guitar, I told my young ****, “Go spin” (Go spin)

We double down on yo' block (Woah, woo)

She suck my dick and she fucked on my jeans, soon as I pulled out my cock (Pulled out my dick)

Look like a model, I'm rocking Celine, then wake up, this shit not a dream (Shit not a dream)

Brabus the G-Wagon, front got a B (Skrrt, front got a B)

**** just rappin', they ain't fuckin' with me (Fuckin' with me)

Gave her some cap, then she fucked me for free (Fucked me for free)

I'm assessing, I jump out the tree (Woo), got bags

I'm in the trap, got them P's

Got swag, this shit that I'm rocking ain't cheap

My bitch bad, I put that ho on the team (Ho on the team)

Cut the ho off if she don't do what I say (Do what I say)

I told that bitch that she fucking and leaving (Fucking and leaving), 'cause I got like too many hoes on the way (Hoes on the way)

I got these racks in these YSL jeans (YSL), they fit on me tight, would've thought I was gay (Thought I was gay)

I spent a whole lot of money on all of these chains, and ****, I look like a slave (Look like a slave)

I look like a slave