Yeah, she went to Vienna
First day alone, Indiana 
Two guns, Jones Indiana, hey
Cook him broad day, Benihanas 
On the bus, put me under, hey
I just want the boss to be honest 
Told her, Ayy, who your friend? Put me on it, ayy
My hoes in the crowd, what we on? Look
Call me Sosa Corleone
Runnin up a sack what we on
Used to tell the plug, Put me on
OG would be like hurry home 
We gon fuck it up, then we gone
We dont care whos shit we on 
Bitch know the sack super long
Bitch know the weed super strong 
Niggas aware of whats goin on, yeah
Fuck all that shit, movin on 
White ice shinin, lookin chrome
I can outsmoke Tommy Chong 
I can outsmoke Snoop Dogg, yeah
Police chase me with two dogs, yeah
Petty case out in Sioux Falls, yeah
You niggas drag queens, RuPaul, yeah
Shoot three, pimp two hoes, yeah
Trap phone, I missed two calls, yeah
Me and Slick talk through calls, yeah
Said niggas gotta feel, pause 
Niggas better have steel jaws, yeah
You dont know how to peel on, yeah
Country motherfucker, Lil Paul, yeah
You a man, Sonic Hedgehog, yeah
Pants still sag real low, yeah
You aint never been in real smoke, yeah
Left and right wrist kilos, yeah
Man these niggas funny, Elmo, yeah
Friends cross you like a railroad
I aint talkin arm, smokin out the elbow, yeah
Diamonds keep slices of road, yeah
If you get money, go go, yeah
Chill out fore you uh, oh no
The booty numero uno, yeah
Clap clap clap, kudos, yeah
Kind of pole is that, who knows? Yeah
In a flat with two stoves, yeah
My chef aint runnin two stoves, yeah
Big number jumpin through loopholes
I call Coozie and them hoes, yeah
Get a new bitch just how I get new clothes, yeah
Two watches, Pumbaa and Timon, yeah
Its gettin all on em, ice cream cone, yeah
Pull on my Nike, my VLONE
Lost the top on this Oyster
Slidin slippery like some moisture
These double Vs doin torture
Try to take my shit, I torch you
Damn the neck got hoarser
She just popped my shit like Wilson
I just laid out like a poster
Gettin blew with the explosive
You niggas salty just like Lawrys
If diamonds is people, this is a party
It dont get broke up by the tsunami
It aint nothin like new money
I been been been smokin loud
Fore they started makin blue money, yeah
Kay Kay want a white bunny, yeah
Black man gettin white money
Your ho fuck around like money
Cant fit these blue hundreds, white hundreds
Them twenties dont feel the same color
My son told me that I cant color
I dont know fam, we aint brothers
Member Bam Bam gettin commas, ayy
Its so fuckin fake, you cant cuddle
If you in our way in the club, ayy
Yall know you cant come, nah
Told them to make another charm
Dont know what it is til he done, yeah
Borderline, fuck it, A1
A fuck nigga, say you aint one, yeah