[Hook: Speak]x2 b**h Im riding in my Uber Cruisin with my shoota When Im out in germany I hang with Thomas Müller When that kid's in madrid, you know that it's real I heard Speakinho's in that building ho tell me how you feel [Verse 1: Speak] I feel like a million bucks Never gave a million f**s Go ahead and spill your guts I keep my eyes wide shut And I swerve like a perv on the verge of a nut I feel like Jabba the Hutt I keep my b**h tied up I keep my ho chained down I need that grilled cheese now Ain't no guest list fool That'd be a sold out crowd You see i sold that loud But never sold my soul I know you sell that a** ma go work that pole Slow motion down the block With a knot in my stomach I see the cops and Im duckin Foot on the gas Im like f** it See a boy out in public With all the girls cause they love it f**ing the minnesota twins Like a young Kirby Puckett Here go that pop and that shove it Razor blade when I cut it They said my rep is still growing But Im like f** all that buzzin Im going black out drunk until Im Scrooge McDuck rich Swimming in that money [?] so wish me luck b**h Or wish me d**h you got like One wish left, I'll make that wish come true I'll make that dream come true Im that fly Muay Thai j**, I'll snap your arm in two I'll snap your neck in three And then I sip Grand Cru Now how he get so raw He be so quick on the draw They tried to trace my style But I be like naah Copycats get k**ed even with nine lives I swear my dick might be Mormon Cause I got nine wives Nine times out of ten Im keeping it Zen But that other one percent Is a bullet to the head Nine times out of ten Im keeping it Zen But that other one percent Is a bullet to the head [Outro] b**h Im riding in my Uber Cruisin with my shoota When Im out in germany I hang with thomas [?] When that kids in madrid, you know that its real I heard Speak in the building tell me how you feel