Yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah
Mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm
Mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm
Yup, in my white tee
Yeah, call up Hype Williams for the hype, please
Uh, they gon wipe you before you wipe me
On boxes of checks, not my Nikes 
Coco like Im Ice-T 
Uh, got em bamboozled like Im Spike Lee 
Uh, you need more than Google just to find me 
Uh, I just call her bae to get her hyphy 
Incredible, icki-icki, in general
I just start the label just to sign me 
Uh, me and Chasе connected like wе Siamese
Uh, weve been on the run, feel like a crime spree, talk to me nicely 
I seen his face, seen it
Yup, on his white tee, uh 
Yeah, yup, call the Sprite people 
Private flight to France, tryna sight-see 
Popped em in his hands, he was typin 
Caterpillar Rari, I fold it, lift it up 
I went on the stand, told the judge to pass my cup 
Ran up twenty million, told the Devil, Keep the luck 
Keep that, keep that ho R.I.P. Pop, keep the smoke 
Talk to me nicely 
Keep her on a chain, that aint like me 
Scotts with no strings, you cant tie me 
Im higher than the plane, Im where the Skypes be 
Yeah, yep, in my slime tee 
Princey in his prime, yee 
Yellowbone too feisty, yee 
Clean him up, no napkin, yee 
Yup, in my white tee 
Yeah, call up Hype Williams for the hype, please 
Uh, they gon wipe you before you wipe me 
On boxes of checks, not my Nikes 
Scuse me, zi-zi-zi-zi-zi-zi-zi-zi, dont be missin man
Mississippi, dip a sippy, make em happy, make em copy
Make em get me Chippi Chippi 
Theres a lot Im gon spend
Tell me when, I beam you to pull up, you gon shootout while I spin
Trippin like Im trigger happy; saltfish, ackee, ackee
Golf buggy, Kawasaki; catch a fish: sushi, maki, livin life
London city, left the town 
Thug and Travis be the fam
Yup, yeah, you know that 
And when they free us out, its gonna be a film, a Kodak 
Shoot me pourin right above the rim like Pollack
Ive been rippin and runnin, not slippin or slidin, athletic tendencies
Ive been up since, cheffin it, whippin it to the base rock, I provide the remedy 
When we open gates up at Utopia , its like Zootopia
You see the crosses over ya , thats how you know its us
At 4 A.M. Im phonin ya, not for no shoulder rub
Them JACKBOYS open cleaners up, the way they fold and tuck
Yup, in my white tee 
Yeah, call up Hype Williams for the hype, please
Yeah, they gon wipe you before you wipe me
Yeah, on boxes of checks, not my-, checks, not my
 I be where the fuck the light be
Bangers in the system, its
Bangers in the system, its
Ancient Anunnaki
Bangers in the system, its that
Bangers in the system, its that
M.I.A.​