Yall niggas such fuck ups, you know what Im sayin?
Yeah
Magic City, magic titty
Uh, uh
Uh, uh
Magic City , Jackson tee 
Twelve reckless , on her titty 
Hit your knees , twelve cheat 
Slid-id-ing , if you boring 
Vancouver , catch a wave 
Contract shooters , out the cage 
Four-four to you , digital dash 
Hit your jeweler up , now you got ranies 
Big Medusa hold up my jeans
Pull out the Mueller, Im so icey
Bless you, achoo, call my baby
Go to the trap, tap that wave, wave 
Have a ménage, 
I got a , I got a model slut
I jumped up out of 
I got a back back 
Im just countin up the racks 
Yeah, Im just told the passenger 
Got a red nose you could ride the rim 
Pat Riley, go ball up til your bitch ball, til the kid call
Yall should know, Im of the best, dawg
 whip the sick, dawg
Rich nigga, know the Im dawg
I escaped outside the mud bout tryna with a 
Magic City , Jackson tee 
Twelve reckless , on her titty 
Hit your knees , twelve cheat 
Slid-id-ing , if you boring 
Big Medusa hold up my jeans 
Pull out the Mueller, Im so icey 
Bless you, achoo, call my baby
Go to the , tap that wave wave 
Ask Hugh Hefner, Young Sex been a dawg
Rollie pollie, brand new Patek on your bro
I just pray to God I have sex with you, aw
Tell her what you do, watch her jump like a frog
Got racks thats talkin like 
I could chill on Rodeo
I get racks and 
I could chill on Rodeo
I did 
I could chill on Rodeo
I got racks as tall as 
I could stand on Rodeo
I got racks that stand in this bitch like Im Too $hort
I could stand on Rodeo
I got racks that stand in this bitch like you 
And I chill on Rodeo
I get and 
I could 
Had to leave you this , had to , uh
Hop in , yeah
I can today the doors are backwards, ah
I did 
Hunnid racks 
I know the 
I know that 
 iced out my jit
 now my 
Rockstar Buscemi, got the lock like smith
Rockstar Buscemi, think they like locksmiths