[Verse 1] Im inna new whip you ain't seen it Finna hit the sprite with the remix (lean!) All this f**in' Fendi, I'm the cleanest I'm so wavy make a b**h sea sick I can only pipe a b**h if she thick Pistol beat like Bankroll & D. Rich Two grand on these LV kicks Couple hundred horse power eat this Okay, you n***as wanna sneak diss Chasing after money leave me sleepless Type of n***a fallout for a weak b**h I took her to the crib let her eat this Billie Jean told a b**h to Beat It up, how she let a n***a beat it Would've told her she'll make a good parent Until she swallowed my semen [Hook] I told y'all I was gon' ball I told y'all I was gon sh** no stall I told your girl I was gon' call But here her number back cause it ain't happen at all I told y'all I was gonna rock designer I told y'all I was gonna get them bands And if you wanna get super f**in' rich Then only thing you need to stop f**in' with is friends I told y'all I was gonna eat good I told y'all I was gonna make it out the hood I told y'all Imma count big racks Hop in my lane (grain) and Im grabbing the wood Told yall that I got the Mac, Steve Jobs All this motherf**in' horse power Yee-Haw! b**h I got bigger guns than T.I He told y'all that I don't, then he lied [Verse 2] I just hit this blunt so motherf**ing hard Your b**h just jumped in my motherf**ing car [?] And my clip is a motherf**ing large [?] [?] These two be slidin down St. Lawrence If we catch you lackin' then we scorin' Pull up in that all-white like a nazi Lookin' out for police and paparazzi This b**h hotter than a taki Told her give me that A$AP Rocky Pull up in that all-white like a nazi Lookin' out for police and paparazzi This b**h hotter than a taki Told her give me that A$AP Rocky [Hook] I told y'all I was gon' ball I told y'all I was gon sh** no stall I told your girl I was gon' call But here her number back cause it ain't happen at all I told y'all I was gonna rock designer I told y'all I was gonna get them bands And if you wanna get super f**in' rich Then only thing you need to stop f**in' with is friends I told y'all I was gonna eat good I told y'all I was gonna make it out the hood I told y'all Imma count big racks Hop in my lane (grain) and Im grabbing the wood Told yall that I got the Mac, Steve Jobs All this motherf**in' horse power Yee-Haw! b**h I got bigger guns than T.I He told y'all that I don't, then he lied