[Verse 1: Savage]
Pretty Mother f**er You n***as Is not Impressive
k** you with the money I'm making you ain't getting
Nothing outta Nothing , I wipe you still walking
Why the f** you talking and acting like you boss
I've been putting on , You making me go off
Don't get me sentimental the semi all in your mental
Rocking like Metal and shining like gold medal
Fonie a** n***as got 2 face its to late
To cool like Kool-Aid "somebody get the first aid"
I ain't never tripping I swear I don't sweat it
Unless I'm the gym no flexing just bench pressing
Get in a instant just like a text message
If you bout the drama take you to the Oprah house
If you packing lamas n***a take it to the mountains
n***as acting lost b**h you know where you could find us
Catch me on the block only worry bout the come up
[Hook]
I pull up to your scene like 5-0
Catch me on the street like a light pole
You ain't getting nothing when im getting to the racks
A 40 on my lap shawty on my pole
[Verse 2: Savage]
Stroking on me while I'm rolling my green
Focus on my cheese why you worry bout me
Never in my feelings I don't know how that feel
Was told not to fall in love cause it can get you k**ed
Facts on tracks money always come back
Maxed out bank what you know about that
Lamborghini Mercy watch the club go up
If I'm ever coming down I just Po Up
Coke in the Beamer I don't caffeine
Working all night I don't need no sleep
A bunch of bad b**hes and they all on fleek
They leaking like the paint I leave the club about 3
Back to crib and its back to the stew
Making that heat so hot like soup
b**h you ain't no veteran I pull up with my troops
Hoping out the four door and never call a truce
Only call the plug just to get a couple ounces
You oin ever Dew nothing less we talking Mountains
[Hook]
I pull up to your scene like 5-0
Catch me on the street like a light pole
You ain't getting nothing when im getting to the racks
A 40 on my lap shawty on my pole