Uh, keepin it triller, I walk in the dealer
Im bout to go ham with my young niggas 
You know the rule, if you see me in traffic
Dont dap me, you know I dont fuck with you 
Rollin with Nicki and we in the Bach and she heated
Cause I brought the drum with us 
You know Im fresh out the slums, nigga 
I know it never was love, nigga 
Im in the trenches, Im hangin with killers
An robbers an all of the drug dealers 
We in the section, we plottin on takin your chain
When you leave out the club, nigga 
Show no mercy like a lago 
Aint no money, aint no convo 
Get your bitch some Louis Vuittons, though
In the back, hit it with the combo 
Bust down, bust down 
Meek Milly back, like, what now? 
Bitches that fronted way back in the day
All on the kid like, What up now? 
Im like, Whats up now? 
You fuck with that lame an you stuck now 
Bulletproof all in the truck now 
Promethazine in my cup now 
When you be poppin, these niggas dick ridin
An pretty bitches wanna fuck now 
Im up now , I guess its love now 
I guess its all cool , dope in the dog food 
Lamborghini got her pussy wet, call it a carpool 
 Homicide, got a new Ferrari with the frog eyes on it 
 Slim, thick bitch, big titties, with some nice thighs on em 
 Fuck with me, treat you like a street nigga, we gon ride on ya 
 Im a megastar in a foreign car, baby, slip and slide on you 
N-N-No, we not selfish 
This that real gold, you can melt this 
I-I-I paint em up and they tailless 
I pass a mil like the damn quiz 
Lil mama say she wont suck dick 
Lil mama just want some new kicks
A-A-All of my bitches, they bad bitches 
Your bitch wish she was a bad bitch
Put some respect on my name 
They got me feeling like Baby 
Diamonds, they on me, go crazy 
Saint Laurent on me, so wavy 
Fucking in around, we aint fucking around
I cant fuck with these niggas, they shady 
I know your jewelry fugazi 
I know the jeweler who made it 
Frauds, I know these niggas gon talk about em 
We gettin money, they talk about it 
We never ever gon talk about it 
We only trappin and talking dollars
Wait, wait, wait, Im tryna flip it, get all the profits 
I hit his bitch now he callin bout it
I told that nigga Im sorry bout it
Shawty popping in a dog filter 
Im a dog, Im a dog nigga 
Im a shooter, I dont call niggas 
On the DUsse like Wall nigga 
Cross her over, hit her with the woooh
In the Wraith, stars in the roof
Light her up like Pikachu
In the Ghost, playing peek-a-boo
Wait, wait, wait, niggas cant figure me out, hey
I got this stick in the house, hey
I keep a brick in the couch, hey
Sit on that shit in a drought, hey
Sell it for triple the amount, hey
Stack it up, bag it up, add it up, ready for shippin, we sendin it out
Hey
 Homicide, got a new Ferrari with the frog eyes on it 
 Slim, thick bitch, big titties, with some nice thighs on em 
 Fuck with me, treat you like a street nigga, we gon ride on ya 
 Im a megastar in a foreign car, baby, slip and slide on you 
N-N-No, we not selfish 
This that real gold, you can melt this 
I-I-I paint em up and they tailless 
I pass a mil like the damn quiz 
Lil mama say she wont suck dick 
Lil mama just want some new kicks
A-A-All of my bitches, they bad bitches 
Your bitch wish she was a bad bitch
Hold up
My lil bitch want some new Chucks 
Suck up, suck on that dick, baby 
Suck it, suck it til you get the hiccups 
Hah, look at the wrist 
Drift on that dick and catch hiccups 
Hop out the back 
Hop out like uno, dos, tres 
Bitch, Im back
Popping them percs by the thirties 
She say I taste like a pimp 
I say, At least you wont burp 
Jump out that bitch from the back 
Slurp, baby, slurp, baby, slurp
Swallow it until you burp
Rihanna, Rihanna, work, work, work, work
We poppin, bubblegum 
We poppin, bubblegum 
We poppin, bubblegum 
We pop like bubblegum 
Its our year, nigga 
We poppin, bubblegum 
We comin round for some 
You know you want some 
He aint know we keep going down 
Ima keep going, nigga, never, never, never
Never let em have it, never let em have it
Grab the MAC trigger, nigga, let em have it
Bah, bah, bah, she just seen this shit
Uh, uh, uh, now Im freezed out
Give me hiccups, jewelry freezed cold
Lost a mil, got it right back, nigga, please believe us 
 Homicide, got a new Ferrari with the frog eyes on it 
 Slim, thick bitch, big titties, with some nice thighs on em 
 Fuck with me, treat you like a street nigga, we gon ride on ya 
 Im a megastar in a foreign car, baby, slip and slide on you 
N-N-No, we not selfish 
This that real gold, you can melt this 
I-I-I paint em up and they tailless 
I pass a mil like the damn quiz 
Lil mama say she wont suck dick 
Lil mama just want some new kicks
A-A-All of my bitches, they bad bitches 
Your bitch wish she was a bad bitch