[Verse 1 - Swae Lee:]
In the Spiderman coupe when a n***a ridin' 'round, flyin' saucer
4 hoes on my dick cause a n***a look like Big Poppa
Got the ice on my neck and a b**h look like joe Flacco
She five minutes in, hit the dick, now a b**h done fouled me
Young n***a hit the block and came back with the fat pockets
Got a bad a** b**h and she eat a dick like a gobstopper
Hundred K on the neck and a n***a feel like Big Poppa
Stepped out of the whip and a n***a looked like Big Poppa
These f** a** n***as run around and they dick hoppin'
I'm the same young n***a back then, I ain't ever clique hoppin'
Got a bad a** b**h on my dick and she wanna see my wallet
Keep your eyes to yourself, young b**h you don't need to see my pocket
Ice all over my neck and my b**h look like Ghost Rider
Hit the club, smoke some weed, hit the lean, now a n***a on fire
Young n***a came through a n***a never could've came harder
Five chains on the neck, goddamn feel like a f**in' Spartan
Got the shield and the sword, now a n***a feel like he a Spartan
Three hundred on his neck, goddam [?] moonwalkin'
Pull up, Stingray, goddamn, look like a flyin' saucer
Bad b**h on the dick and she eat a dick just like sausage
[Verse 2 - Jace:]
All in the coupe and I'm all in some Coogi
Goddam I'm feelin' like Biggie
b**h in my booth and we might make a movie
Goddamn I feel like Swizzy
B's in here and I feel like Bizzy, C's in here and I feel like 50
[?] in red, LightSkinMac in blue, got a whole bunch of G's with me
Bustin' a 'rillo, I'm rollin' a 'rillo
I'm sorry it took me so long, it was sticky
k**in' these n***as [?]
All of the n***as that's real, they gon' feel me
Got a b**h on ice, somethin' like D'usse
Magic City Monday money, I'm a throw it all on a Tuesday
Put dope on a n***a's smoke on it
[?] still blunted, who want it?
You could never have a mil', nah I'm 'bout to be worth a mil'
Pop a few pills and I'm still on 'em
n***a I real monsters, watch us [?]
Throwin' shots up 'til the n***a unconscious
Better keep your girl locked up 'fore she end up knocked up, n***a
[Verse 3 - Andrea:]
I don't know your b**h but the b**h know me
Know these n***as out to get me so I stay lowkey
If I want it I can get it, never paid no fee
But I'd be damned if a n***a ever tried to play me
Cause I'm on top, got it on lock
Tryna beat me, ye ain't even got a close shot
Won't stop, get the job done then I roll up
If I ain't the best then I'm creepin' in the 4 top
Tell these b**hes I'm a k** 'em every chance I get
Gotta make it all back from all the cash I spent
Pull up in all black with the windows tint
And I only want the money if the cash came BIN
f** you sayin'? I'm why they waitin'
Those your best friends, b**h why you fakin'?
Got a new n***a but kids got taken
Boss shoes, new bag but house still vacant
Goddamn, I don't understand
Dusty a** b**hes but I learned who I am
Sittin' in my throne, higher than the Grand Can'
Rich talkin' slick 'til it get to stuffin' like jam
I could give a f** about you, what your crew done done
If you want it, you can get it, n***a your option
You lil' n***as all talk, you ain't 'bout nothin'
Set it off in the lot and watch you run, run, n***a