In the war zone with the hittas
Yeah, check gang though
I´ma pop up on you in the latest

Count my racks up, take a little dope

Get my pistol, I don´t trust these folk
I fuck with shawty ´cause she don´t post (Post, post)
These niggas, yeah, yeah, know I´m the GOAT

St. Regis, 27th floor
I´m with some heathens, they doin´ the most (Most, most)
Christian Louboutin, blood on the floor (Floor, floor)
I´m so militant, Valentino camo
Maserati (Woo), that´s a body
I be fresh (Woo), Osh B´gosh
Poor or pimp, do or die
Buyin´ presidential by the ten pack, ran an M up in the Cadillac
I was gettin´ it on the air mattress, servin´ rocks in some Air Maxes

Blendin´ in with my habitat, hit it hard, then double back
Credit card, that was scammer time, undecided then I drove by it
Benz coupe with the white tires, was a prototype
In the 305, drivin´ 105
On the 95, hammer on my side
I´ve been way too quiet, I get way too fly
I got water diamonds, throw ´em on a dyke
I got an orange light, I got some green kush
I got some clear ice, you need to stay put
I got on white socks, give me some white top
I got a white Richard Mille, cost a whole car
I came up from out the field, workin´ that ol´ boy
Servin´ Killa Cam, bought a new toy
This that Juelz Santana, rockin´ them Gucci bandanas

Bought a pink poodle for a stack, gave it to shawty for her birthday
Had her posted up on the runway, I´m gettin´ like Floyd with the grandé
Slangin´ that raw on the runway, pourin´ up drank on a Tuesday
I was on a yacht on a Tuesday, keep it on God, come Tuesday
Maserati truck on Tuesday, better keep up, don´t lose me
Gettin´ geeked up, I´m exclusive
Two cell phones, and I´m ruthless
Two cups on, and I´m vicious
In the war zone with the hittas
I was goin´ in the house with the vision
I done came back out with a million
I was hypnotizin´ yay´, I was cookin´ up powder yay´

I was makin´ it shower yay´, for 43 hours, yay
I´m proud to say I made it, got the whole damn world invaded
3K hit the phone, I ain´t save it
I be sittin´ in the ´yo when they hatin´
I´ma pop up on you in the latest
She was talkin´ that shit and I paid it

Count my racks up, take a little dope
Get my pistol, I don´t trust these folk
I fuck with shawty ´cause she don´t post (Post, post)
These niggas, yeah, yeah, know I´m the GOAT

In the 305, drivin´ 105
On the 95, hammer on my side
This that Juelz Santana, rockin´ them Gucci bandanas

Servin´ Killa Cam, bought a new toy
Bought a new toy
Bought a new toy
Servin´ Killa Cam
This that Juelz Santana, rockin´ them Gucci bandanas