text: Yeah, yeah, yeah 
  Yeah, yeah, yeah
  Yeah, yeah, yeah
  Yeah, yeah, yeah
  Yeah , yeah, yeah 
  Whoa, whoa
  Whoa, whoa
  Whoa, whoa
  Whoa, whoa, yeah
  Um, she shake it fast
  Yeah, she drop it slow
  Huh? What?
  Yeah, neck on froze
  Whoa, whoa
  Whoa, whoa
  Whoa, whoa
  Whoa, whoa, yeah
  Um, she shake it fast
  Yeah, she drop it slow
  Huh? What?
  Yeah, neck on froze
  Yeah, what? Diamonds all on my teeth 
  Walk around Christian Lous 
  Diamonds all on my sneaks
  You a broke boy, got bad luck 
  Dont even talk to me 
  You know his girlfriend stalk on me 
  Drop the mic and dont walk to me
  Foreign, foreign whip, yeah, what its called?
  Pull up in that shit lil bitch, yeah, like a boss
  Had a lil bitch from down south, yeah
  Put that shit all in her mouth, ayy
  Eatin on veggies and salmon, ayy
  No, Im not eatin no trout
  Boy, you a bitch, boy, you a snitch
  Heard you gon bring them cops out, yeah
  Talkin that shit, you aint on shit
  Really you aint gon pop out, yeah
  Gettin money thats why they hate on me 
  Still on that paper route 
  Hit so hard I pulled out 
  Ass so fat, called time-out 
  Whoa, whoa
  Whoa, whoa
  Whoa, whoa
  Whoa, whoa, yeah
  Um, she shake it fast
  Yeah, she drop it slow
  Huh? What?
  Yeah, neck on froze
  Whoa, whoa
  Whoa, whoa
  Whoa, whoa
  Whoa, whoa, yeah
  Um, she shake it fast
  Yeah, she drop it slow
  Huh? What?
  Yeah, neck on froze
  Fly to LA for a week
  And I got Rick on my tee
  And I got Rick on my feet, chopper on me, saggin my jeans
  And I put that on big Bs
  Ayy, shoutout G-Weed
  I got your ho on the team runnin them laps just like a meet
  Hundreds bands on the Goyard, ooh
  And I got goons in my yard, ooh
  We can rock out like guitars, ooh
  Ho, I got lean, I got bars, ooh
  Ho, I got lean, I got bars, ooh
  Ho, I fuck her cause Im hard, ooh
  She fuck with me, I go hard, ooh
  Ho, Im on lean, Im on stars, uh, ayy
  Now we on top of my car, uh
  Lookin at stars like I made it far , ayy
  Look at my chain , glow in the dark , what?
  Ya thot give brain, she goin hard
  Whoa, whoa
  Whoa, whoa
  Whoa, whoa
  Whoa, whoa, yeah
  Um, she shake it fast
  Yeah, she drop it slow
  Huh? What?
  Yeah, neck on froze
  Whoa, whoa
  Whoa, whoa
  Whoa, whoa
  Whoa, whoa, yeah
  Um, she shake it fast
  Yeah, she drop it slow
  Huh? What?
  Yeah, neck on froze
  Chopper, thats full-auto
  Kickflip, bitch, Otto
  Dressed in all black, sharp as a tack
  Cut that bitch off, Zoro 
  I took your bitch, yeah, you lost 
  Told her come fuck with some bosses 
  Invited that bitch to my loft 
  Hold on bitch, take your shoes off 
  The sauce I been drippin, the sauce I been drippin
  No, Im not trustin these bitches 
  No, I dont fuck with these snitches, no 
  Uzi got choppers, extensions
  How come Im all in her mentions? Ayy
  And my Rollie three-dimensional 
  Bitches dangerous like Mystikal 
  These niggas clone you, get your chemicals 
  Twin choppers, they identical
  My hands in everything, got tentacles 
  Poppin Perkies like the minerals 
  Fuck you my hand on my genitals
  When on the stage I got adrenaline 
  Bout to flex up on my enemies 
  I dont need negative energy 
  These niggas not who they pretend to be 
  Whoa, whoa
  Whoa, whoa
  Whoa, whoa
  Whoa, whoa, yeah
  Um, she shake it fast
  Yeah, she drop it slow
  Huh? What?
  Yeah, neck on froze
  Whoa, whoa
  Whoa, whoa
  Whoa, whoa
  Whoa, whoa, yeah
  Um, she shake it fast
  Yeah, she drop it slow
  Huh? What?
  Yeah, neck on froze