text: Woo
  One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
  Count up, woo
  Count up
  My lil nigga gon count up 
  Yeah, I be flexin them commas 
  Pour up the dirty, its Fanta 
  Got the ammo on the counter
  Jump out the water like Rambo 
  I jump out the water like Rambo 
  Oh, nowadays, I really aint for nothing
  Everything I do about the money 
  That why Lil Uzi be gettin money 
  These niggas talkin, they aint bout nothing 
  These niggas singin like David Ruffin 
  My gun, Ill spray it, itll get to bless you 
  Hundreds and fifties, my pockets stuffed 
  A, B, C, D, Im a G
  Givenchy cover my feet 
  I killed that pussy so bad
  She tried to call the police
  Lil bitch, you aint cuffing me, yeah
  You cant fall in love with a G
  Im tryna get all these bands
  I fell in love with the streets
  Im runnin it up
  Niggas be quick to shit on what you doin
  Im from New Orleans, I am the influence
  Aint tryna be rude, disrespect, get you ruined
  Im a young killer, nigga, really, nigga
  Ima take your bitch and have fun with her
  , Im done with her
  You know I gave her right back
  Lil bitch, we back to the racks