(Yeah) I came with the blick, I just brought the fire (Bah)
I can´t fuck with none of these lames, they all fuckin´ lie (What?)
Bitch, you know this get insane, you could fuckin´ die (Yeah, yeah)

I just pulled up in a Bentley, it got frog eyes (Yeah, woo, yeah)
I´m a fire guy, walked inside the building with some grease, I´m serving Five Guys
You ain´t got no racks, ain´t got no bags, you can´t even fuck with us, ah
You ain´t got your swag, ain´t got no bags, you can´t even fuck with us, ah
They some haters, they ain´t fuckin´ with the mob, ah
Bitch, you broke, that wasn´t me, it´s not my job, nah
All my money do a jump and do a job (Luh jump), ah
We gon´ pull up with the blick, yeah, we gon stretch him (Bah-bah-bah)
All my pockets overloaded, it´s overwhelming, ah
How you know ´bout all this shit? Man, you a fuckin´ spy (What?)

We got mob ties, baby got a felon
Fuckin´ on your thot, she suckin´ dick, she bring the mail in (Go)

Bitch, I get the head, I get her melon
Ridin´ ´round the city like a demon, like a villain
Bitch, I take these percocets all day, I ain´t got no feeling
Ridin´ in a double-R Tonka, baby, stars in the ceiling
Ooh, yeah, hey, walkin´ in the building, I´ma gon´ pull it up
We been up all day, I´m off adderall (Okay)
I just pulled up in a Lamb´, no I´m not your friend (Fuck ´em)
Fuckin´ on your thot, fuckin´ on your friend (Fuck ´em)

I can´t fuck with nobody that´s not my best friend (Not my friend)
I just bought a brand new chain, a brand new necklace, yeah
Ridin´ in a Bentley, ridin´ in a turn
I can´t fuckin´ with nobody, I´m standin´ firm
I just took a percocet, I took a crank, I´m insane

(Yeah) I came with the blick, I just brought the fire (Bah)
I can´t fuck with none of these lames, they all fuckin´ lie (What?)
Bitch, you know this get insane, you could fuckin´ die (Yeah, yeah)
I just pulled up in a Bentley, it got frog eyes (Yeah, woo, yeah)
I´m a fire guy, walked inside the building with some grease, I´m serving Five Guys

You ain´t got no racks, ain´t got no bags, you can´t even fuck with us, ah
You ain´t got your swag, ain´t got no bags, you can´t even fuck with us, ah
They some haters, they ain´t fuckin´ with the mob, ah
Bitch, you broke, that wasn´t me, it´s not my job, nah
All my money do a jump and do a job (Luh jump), ah
We gon´ pull up with the blick, yeah, we gon stretch him (Bah-bah-bah)
All my pockets overloaded, it´s overwhelming, ah
How you know ´bout all this shit? Man, you a fuckin´ spy (What?)
We got mob ties, baby got a felon
Fuckin´ on your thot, she suckin´ dick, she bring the mail in (Go)