(Marc Boomin, this you?) Yeah, ayy Yeah, talking so much, uh, uh
Talking so much shit I need a motherfuckin´ toothpick (Yeah)
I just smoked a ´Wood, look like a motherfuckin´ broomstick (Damn) Money on the floor but he ain´t get it, I was too quick (Slow) Michael Jordan pockets, I got Carolina blue strips (Damn) We gon´ put him on the benches like he threw picks (What?) I just paid the same price of Glock for some new Ricks (Rick Owens) That bitch a clown, I done seen her pull a few tricks (Ha) Boy, you smoking midget, checked the bag and it was 2´6" (Damn, that shit little) Have motion, I was 6´2" at sixteen (Swear to God) I ain´t make a song but I knew I would make the big screen (I already knew) I´ma do a show and I´ma make your bitch scream
Super geeked but I be smoking exotic, I don´t sip lean (Smoke weed) Saks Fifth Avenue, baby, I don´t ship [sheen?] (Hell nah) Want your bitch, I steal her like I´m playing for the pip team How the fuck I´m riding dirty but the fit clean? (How the hell?) Knowing she a slut, so how the fuck you call a bitch queen? (You crazy) Call her queen, she a legend in the backseat (Ha) He can´t run it up, his parents blessed him with some bad feet (Goddamn) Gotta rock the ice ´cause it was days when we ain´t have heat (Swear to God) Gotta keep a gun, ´cause back in school you got your ass beat (Boy, you pussy) I don´t even like to talk, let the cash speak (Yup)
Plug fuck with me, grab five and he gon´ add three (Fuck with me) I be smoking wave pack like I´m Max B (Max B) I been chasing chicken, eating chicken, I´m in Zaxby´s Your bitch like a ??? she a champ with the tag team (Goddamn) Tryna take a picture, I´ma leave her with a black screen (Hell nah) Sike, I´ma leave her with a broke phone (Yeah) "White Iverson" in real life, I´m the post song (White Iverson) I know I´m white but I don´t listen to Post Malone (No) 2040, you don´t stand a chance, we go home for home (You don´t stand a chance) 2030, you don´t stand a chance, we go hit for hit 2023, I got the ´za, let´s go hit for hit (Let´s do it)
Boy, you thirty-three, ain´t got a hit, you need a job, sorry I just met a plug who drive a Uber, look like Bob Marley (Ha) All black Rick I´m looking like I work at O´Charley (All black) Old plug saw that I got signed and said I´m so gnarly Jeff Hardy, I can really make the bag flip Told my bitch to hush it, I don´t wanna hear no back lip (Shh) Luh Tyler on the beat, I hit a backflip Said he got exotic, that shit lookin´ like some catnip (Man, what?) Shoes black and my bitch brown, I love the black cat Body skinny but she already know I got a fat bag (Big bag)
Shit talking, fuck around and call the track crap (Shit talking) They could put some tape up on my spine, I´m bringing rap back (Bring it back) Hundreds come in blues but the .40 come in matte black Last name White ´cause all that cracker know is stack Saks (White) You in the fit, you already know I´m ´bout to tax racks Shit, the way I´m balling in this bitch, I´m having max stats (Damn)
Huh, I´m havin´, huh Shit, the way I´m balling in this bitch, I´m having, huh, yeah I´m a ninety-nine overall, huh