Nigga fly like a pelican
Chase that paper like a marathon
I know hitters just like Barry Bonds
Make it rain, we got hella ones
Custom carats, its a one of one
I might wear this only once a month
Bossy bitch and dont you ever touch
Wont holler smoke like I was gettin high
Doin bout two hunnid, tryna get by
Middle finger up for what they did, I
All this money on me got me so fly
Know Im on the same shit
Still a asshole bitch, I rep the same clique
Ever speaking on the Goat, thats where my name fit
Rule one, I never hit em with the same stick
Gang-gang shit, if you aint one of us
And if its drama time, Ima be the one to bust
Same week, your baby mama be the one to lust
Its gon be murder-murder if you ever fuck with us
You ever fuck with us
Nigga fly like a pelican
Chase that paper like a marathon
I know hitters just like Barry Bonds
Make it rain, we got hella ones
Custom carats, its a one of one
I might wear this only once a month
Bossy bitch and dont you ever touch
You a slime, that mean you one of us
Wont say a thing cause you ride silent 
Aint showing you nothin, Im gon keep it tucked
Aint got no conscience, dont know who to trust
Its the same coupe for life, its like we stuck
These checks like Nike, got me pipin up
Its déjà vu, I see all type of stuff
It must be Troop, I waste another cup
Play with my family, I go ludicrous
I been gettin money, I aint new to this
He sayin all cap, I swear I do this shit
All day, all night, young Gunna makin hits
Yeah
Nigga fly like a pelican
Chase that paper like a marathon
I know hitters just like Barry Bonds
Make it rain, we got hella ones
Custom carats, its a one of one
I might wear this only once a month
Bossy bitch and dont you ever touch
If you a slime, that mean you one of us, one of us
I tie my ties with everyone of em, one of em
Believe in Slime, yeah in SLIME we trust
Yeah, all of my homies and my kids up
Yeah, we keep the sticks, they tryna kill us
We got sticks and some grenades from the pilgrims
I been lovey-dovey with this drink and pill, yeah
I got crickets on my seats because they green, yeah
I put cum on her face and on her spleen, yeah
Yeah, we shoot em down, we with the rara
Yeah, I call the dogs out and they shottas
Rasta, Jamaican, they shoot at cop cars
Children and grandmas the block up
Yeah
Nigga fly like a pelican
Chase that paper like a marathon
I know hitters just like Barry Bonds
Make it rain, we got hella ones
Custom carats, its a one of one
I might wear this only once a month
Bossy bitch and dont you ever touch