(You can really do that, Cami?)

Ah

Ayy, Rucci

Go, ayy, ayy, ayy, go

Ayy (Drumma), put down the X, now a **** pop Perkies

Got a bad bitch, she gon' suck me like a Slurpee

Tryna lose some weight so I could put on some Amiri

Nowadays, I'm road running with a bitch named Siri

Really, nah, really

I want a Maybach Benz

Probably go Richard Mille or AP on the wrist

I want a big-ass house

With a big-ass pool, with some diamonds in my mouth

Signed a deal for some guap and bought some chops for the gang

Thirty K up on my neck, I put some rocks in my name

You be tweakin' on the opps like you is not what you claim

We got range out the Rover when we pop out the Range

Okay, now big shit poppin'

And lil' shit stoppin'

I just got an eight of Wock' from 4P's, he from Bompton

This another twenty piece while fifty deep, bitch, I'm locked in

Thirty in my drum, I ain't rockin' with no stocky

Bitch, I be mobbin' with the mobby

Fifty on my now, I wish a **** would rob me

Probably out my mind in Roger Park with a Tommy

Always off drugs, got me movin' like a zombie, ayy

Bitch, I be mobbin' with the mobby

Fifty on my now, I wish a **** would rob me

Probably out my mind in Roger Park with a Tommy

Always off drugs, got me movin' like a zombie, ayy