Southside on the track, yeah
808 Mafia
Hey
I can tiptoe in her pussy like a Loub, Chanel 
Harriet Tubman twenties, weigh em up on the scale 
Hair down to her ass, caught her like Odell 
All my hoes get Rollie Pollies, mines up on the shelf 
Kicked out the hotel, we smoking gas, who else, nigga?
Flooded belt buckle like a wrestler, yes, nigga
Better not try to tell me what you seen a nigga doin
She not fuckin with me, then her life is probably ruined
We can leave America and we can make a movie
Every single diamond on me dancing like a movie
Make lil mama nut inside her pants just like a movie
Abracadabra, tight pussy, need a toothpick
Throw away the fives and some of the dimes, and then I got twenties and up
I come with the vibes and some of the guys and I got a flooded Patek
I peep how you slide, I peep how you ride, and now they goin off with your head
They know the rewards a hundred racks so they gon do all that they can
Dont tell me you ridin if you not gon ride, we dont got no time for that playin
We dont come disguised, we gangsters for life, my nigga, we showin our hands
I had turned the vibe my lil wife, shell never be single again
They hate and throw rice, we richer for life, I used to serve ice, yikes 
Big tipper, Big, Big Dipper
King spiller, bitch, king dripper
King killer, King, Godzilla
Fuck her every week, still aint seen me, Marshmello
King Kuba, King Tut, Kuba
Black truck pull up on you just like Uber
Okay, I fuck her every night and she still aint seen my eyes, ayy
I dont know the vibes so I introduce the ice
My lil shawty hit a lick out a bando 
Shawty came through bout tall as a man, woah 
She wont come to you, ask, yes, you can go 
I got hitters on 175th, Chicago 
Man, the feds done got my Ms up, Im gon on
She got hit by the whole gang, her pussy jumped on 
Baby, tell me what you prayin for 
That shit cap cause Im the real McCoy 
White diamonds on me, bitch, Im pale
I got a baddie flyin out of Israel
I kept like twenty pints of Actavis double sealed
I keep some Dubai shit on deck when Im on chill, hey
I can tiptoe in that pussy like a Loub, Chanel 
Harriet Tubman twenties, weigh em up on the scale 
Hair down to her ass, caught her like Odell 
All my hoes get Rollie Pollies, mines up on the shelf 
Yeah, I throw them racks on the blade
My baby, she mad, want me stay out of there, yeah
I drip this shit with Lil Gotit
We matching the shoes, the belt, yeah
Niggas, they know Im the topic
They takin they shot like ref, yeah
Soon as you think you gon try me
They leaving you dead in your step
Ridin round like the army, we triple-cross like Kyrie
My ho want a Percocet, she pop more than you and me
Man, that pussy too wet, I dont care if she dont wanna top me
And state your number, I dont care if you dont call me
I want big racks, Im up early morning
These niggas big cat , yeah, they tellin on you
Yeah, the Hellcat roll up, Keed be ridin on em
Wanna beef, I pay the cash, I aint got time for you, no cap, no cap
Big tipper, Big, Big Dipper
King spiller, bitch, king dripper
King killer, King, Godzilla
Fuck her every week, still aint seen me, Marshmello
King Kuba, King Tut, Kuba
Black truck pull up on you just like Uber
Okay, I fuck her every night and she still aint seen my eyes, ayy
I dont know the vibes so I introduce the ice