[RMC Mike] Double-R truck matte black with the Forgis on it I tried to fuck a pair of twins, I had a horny moment
Sick a nigga think we finna fight, I had 40 on me Ten hoes tryna fuck now, I got an orgy on me Call of Duty gun, clip longer than Oprah bank account Walkin´ up on random bitches like, "Hey, can I take you out?" Taxed dawg two hundred for a seven, took an eighthy out Got some head from my bitch before she pushed the baby out
[Rio Da Yung OG] Used to ride around with dope all day, I´m lazy now Probably finna hit my pregnant bitch, fuck the baby out here Used to ain´t have eighty dollars, now I can spend eighty thousand
Why would I pay three hundred for a line and my auntie got it? Put your gun down, I wanna shank somebody God blessed me with a gift, I wanna thank somebody Twenty niggas in a dopehouse, bro, this ain´t a party I´m tryna get dawg whacked, can I pay somebody?
[Lil Yachty] Completing all my missions, I can´t die until I check the list I just put the US White House on my right, okay I just put the US White House on my bitch bag The whip came off the back of the trailer, MSRP tags With all-stars and made twenty men, I don´t do brags
The P90 break up a group just like Joe Jackson Why you pull up doing all my drugs if you ain´t ´bout action? Tell your BD come to your pent´ and we gon´ toetag him
[Ralfy the Plug] They found an awful lot of guns in my mama couch He be talkin´ to the pigs, tryna run his mouth I done bought Percs and blues from your mama house I done sold more syrup than the Waffle House These Givenchy on my feet when it´s not the Sketchers You lil´ broke bitch need to stop tryna give me lectures I fucked her for an hour off the Perc´, I felt I had to bless her
Big 40 on my hipbone, nigga, I´m not no wrestler
[Drakeo the Ruler] I just had to put my foot down, I´m a ho slapper Slammed him in his brand-new shoes, I´m a toe-tagger Told him if he reach, I´ma teach, he got shot faster Slammed a pussy nigga on a boat for a Yachtmaster Blew him out his boots, then we came for his socks after Bitch got out of line, yes indeed, nigga, I slapped her Flashin´ gold bottles in the club, nigga, not Magnum Sixteen felons up in coupes, we are not rapppers Nigga, stop laughin´ You never seen a hundred thousand cash, nigga, stop cappin´
I just put my wrist up in the air, we are not braggin´ I just did the greatest playcall, bitch, I´m John Madden