Gator bump, they aint swag, though
Backburner full of fine hoes
Swag journies to the condo
Couple milli off a ride, woah
That boy Cassius
N-N-Nonstop
Re-up on the bag , then I walk on the red carpet 
Anything I see, Im snatchin 
Im geeked, I see iCarly 
Upscale fashion , on the carpet more than Aladdin 
Park it at Magic 
Whippin up, whippin up magic 
Two hoes, classy 
But they gon still get nasty 
Wrap it in plastic 
Jayhawks landing in Kansas 
This that Wraith talk 
Mil talk, all in the safe talk 
Aint worried bout them nigga, introduce em to K talk 
Go get the bag on a day off 
Go get the rings out the playoffs 
Pots in the beat, its a bake-off 
Fuck on her, then she get laid off 
Big boy tools, Maaco 
Make a bitch dance with a Draco 
Walkin with the cheese, that queso 
Thats Huncho, fuck the Rodeo 
Private jet, we dont do layover 
One call, Im havin your bae over 
Walk out the spot with the makeover 
Got her addicted to payola 
Re-up on the bag , then I walk on the red carpet 
Anything I see, Im snatchin 
Im geeked, I see iCarly 
Upscale fashion , on the carpet more than Aladdin 
Park it at Magic 
Whippin up, whippin up magic 
Yeah, Patek Philippe 
Different size diamonds and its neat 
Wipe a nigga nose 
50 bitches with me like Floyd 
If you come to my spot, you gon need a motor scooter to tour 
Ima put my dick in every hoe , Im just a freaky lil boy 
Im takin real X, nigga 
Im takin real X, nigga 
I was hittin it from the back and guess what? 
I was grippin my Tec, nigga 
9th grade I was lit, nigga 
Had a closet full of minks, nigga 
Universal, hittin licks, nigga 
F&Ns when you rich, nigga
Yeah, I took all my old jewelry back and upgraded to baguettes
Yeah, I used to be broke, but Im rich now, I know you heard that
Yeah , I used to watch my big homie, now I know the bird dance 
Yeah, now that all my niggas free, tell me where the smoke at
More smoke than puff
Bitch thick like buff
An Im straight out the slum with the yayo 
Snap on this shit like Im Fabo 
We got squares and bales in Clayco
All my money and cars biracial
I cant count up the stars, they head-top
Soon I sit in that foreign, my leg cop
I bought a straight with the crack rock 
Hit a lick then I wanna cop the Maybach 
All shawty wanted was a dope-boy 
Never save a hoe like a lifeguard
An I got the Molly by the Eightball 
I get the bag on a day-day
I fucked the bitch on the Adderall 
I put her up in my catalog
Soon as I came on the car lot, started fishtailing 
Yeah, shawty gon squirt it then spit it out back, Israeli
Yeah, shawty gon bus on the head first, no paramedics
Yeah, all I wanted, all I wanted was a hunnid mil
An Im there already
Go get the bag on a day off 
Make her suck dick ’til her face sore
I feel this aspirin like Rentanol
I got this shit out the bando 
Im in the coupe with like nine hoes 
You better believe that they fine hoes 
Im drippin sauce with my eyes closed
Turned to a horse, I was riding hoes
Gator bump, they aint swag, though
Backburner full of fine hoes
Swag journies to the condo
Couple milli off a ride, woah