Niggas on they swag shit, I’m on my “been buyin bags” shit
I been had that green and no I ain’t talkin about that cash shit
Take the paper thats acid, take the pills we blastin
Off into the atmosphere like we flyin on that Flagship
On the water fantastic, these other bitches is plastic
Faker than a pair of tits on Angelina or Brad Pitt
Haters hatin, so tragic, cause these lines are pure magic
Oh you want to do your job? Well I do more than the staff did
I’m about to wreck this bitch I’m gettin so wreckless
Did you get my text bitch? (What?)
If you couldn’t read its cause I’m trippin off some new ish
Try to tone it down with some bud
Got that neuvo, none of that doo-doe, got it packed in the back
Of a semi-truck
Got these pussies on they knees screamin for Mercy like they give a fuck
You can try your hand at droppin grams, but nigga I got bigger plans
Like, whos fresh in the game and got some bigger hype than Dr. Tran?
Tryin to get my number, all my papers, and my pen like a fuckin’ Stan
Nigga take this autograph and a thumbs up in pink like my name was Dan