Man, fuck all yall 
Everything I do is for us only 
Only us, none of yall other niggas 
Its on God
Woo!
Ayy, ayy, Im drippin again
The way that I drip this shit should be a sin
Ayy, ayy, divorce all my friends
Im not a Migo, bout to trap out the Benz
Ayy, they told me dont spend
I went got the racks and I did it again
Ayy, I think she a twin
Plus she got red calamari skin
Ayy, you dont got no wins
You should grab something white and just throw it on in
I went to school, got suspended
I told her I want some head, bobby pin
If the lil... dont got class, yeah, we call it truancy
I aint had no money to spend
I got my first check and went paid off my rent
I poured a four from the clouds down
And my head floating in bliss 
Im on the phone with big bro now 
He told me keep Benz on the race 
Until you see it like this, I promise man youd never think it exists
Straight out a jet to the crib, Im quick with the switch
Man we never miss, okay 
Bout to turn up in the club, man, back the fuck up
We aint takin no pictures
See all the wings in the front, its us
We had to triple the digits
See all those sexy mamas blowing kisses, man
We had to grant all they wishes 
Casamigos got me spinnin
But I want some spendin some out wit some dealers
Lets go 
Im rocking Dior Sauvage 
Im higher than Scotty, they calling me Pippen 
I got some Cartier vision, it costs me six thousand
Im watchin these women
Moneys the reason Im sinning
Moneys the reason I gotta take Ritalin
You niggas dont care bout women
Just shut the fuck up, bitch, Im taking care plenty
I put Chanel on a belt buckle, of when my price is half off
I keep a stick for my cover, got way more girls than Hugh Hefner
Got the same name as the butler
But more money than Ashley and her mother
Got a backwood full of sherbert, Im bout to smoke like a murder
Ayy, ayy, Im dripping again
The way that I drip this shit should be a sin
Ayy, ayy, divorce all my friends
Im not a Migo, bout to trap out the Benz
Ayy, they told me dont spend
I went got the racks and I did it again
Ayy, I think she a twin
Plus she got red calamari skin
Ayy, you dont got no wins
You should grab something white and just throw it on in
I went to school, got suspended
I told her I want some head, bobby pin
If the lil... dont got class, yeah, we call it truancy
I aint had no money to spend
I got my first check and went paid off my rent
Ooh, hop out the back of the turn up
Avoid all the cameras, I did it on purpose
She tryna act like she perfect
I see all the masks that you leave on the surface
She made me write all my verses in cursive
She need all them purses at Hermès
Thats like 25 racks and we always on a roll
Man, we always working, lets go
Ay, let me pour up some Act, got some brand new graffiti
Its going down my back
I got Chanel slippers, Gucci pennies, baby, girl, you can pick
Rocking Giuseppe Zanottis a night
I spent half a million designer on kits
Babygirl coochie is so tight, you gotta finger her shit with a stick
I got so high, went off the equator, I feel like Buzz Lightyear
I met a broad, skinny like nails, and I was richer than ice cream
I had to grind without a rail, now all my cars got Nitron
Trip to Dubai, I feel like the mail, I was on a Global Express
I got supply I got 
I got supply with me, yeah, oh
I had to grind without a rail, now all my cars got Nitron
Trip to Dubai, I feel like the mail, I was on a Global Express
Im in London, got my beat from London