text: Ca-ca-ca
  Ayy get on um
  Ayy get on um
  Yeah Im gettin money
  Yeah Im gettin money fuck nigga how could you tell
  I get my drugs in the mail
  I make it rain, grab a pail
  I got more bills than the mail
  Opposite of a female
  On the table got three pills
  Baow-baow-baow, Im the three shells
  My bread is older, its stale
  Nigga hate on me, oh well
  Leave they ass salty like snails
  Vegan bitch only eat kale
  The carnivore in the tale
  Im runnin the game and you should deffo do the samе
  I am ahead of the trail
  Yes I do fuck with Young Thuggеr
  I smell good, this YSL
  Slatt, slatt, slatt like YSL
  Blat-blat-blat like YSL
  I got bars not seen in jail
  Xanny bars keep me so still
  Whats crackin to my cousin Sia?
  My nigga leggin K styles they oh so for real
  Im not set trippin I just keep it trill
  Ima keep countin this money, money, um, till I count up to a mil
  Eatin pussy, thats the meal
  You play with yourself until your arm strong just like Neil
  Im the greatest
  Im Jordan 
  Im Jordan 
  Im Jordan
  Michael Jordan 
  Yeah
  In my hood I’m the goat like I’m Jordan
  She told me let’s link when I’m touring
  I sleep in the morning
  Double r cruising not roaring
  But 488 when I’m flooring
  Hellboy in a foreign
  Walk up the stairs and I’m soaring
  It’s only wockhardt when I’m pouring
  10 pints like I’m hoarding
  I be wit Jason not Voorhees
  But mask on his face if it’s for me
  They race through yo kidney
  I limp with a semi
  He can’t move his face like a lenny
  He dead
  I keep glicko with one in the head
  I’m not vango but I’ll squeeze and paint the boy red
  I’ll put the boy on a shirt like he bundled wit merch
  Ain’t no mercy look him in his eyes
  100 demons around me 10 left in the clip but
  I slam this bitch once and you die
  Givenchy my shirt but LV on the side
  Said I love you too who gone tell her I lied
  Said I love you who gone tell her I lied
  Said I love you who gone tell her I lied
  Said I love you who gone tell her I lied