text: Ah-skrr-skrr
  Uh, alright
  Charlie
  Good work, Charlie
  Alright, go, Charlie
  Yeah
  I turn five to a ten
  I turn twenty to a fifty
  Forty-Forty hit your woadie, shorty
  Balmain, Saint Laurent with the Fendi
  I turn five to a ten
  I turn twenty to a fifty
  Forty-Forty hit your woadie, shorty
  Balmain, Saint Laurent with the Fendi
  What you want? Tell me what you want 
  Like, what you want? Like, what do you want? 
  What you want? Let a nigga know
  Let a nigga know, yeah
  You get hit, Fortyll hurt you
  I got your bitch on me and your mama on me and she birthed you
  Lil Uzi, and hes off the shits
  Got your bitch on me, she all-all on the dick
  I get so turnt up, counting these bands, these bands
  I dont give a motherfuck, I am the man
  Stay down with me bae, your girl my baby
  Im fucking on her, I am too lazy
  Uzi might hit now, said Uzi might hit
  I got your girl now and she be all on my dick
  Hotel room, in a hotel
  It dont matter, I do whatever
  I just got her, Im off the shits now
  I got your bitch now, she on my dick now
  Chopping a brick now, give me the lick now
  Dont give a shit now, I dont give a shit now
  That money walk back to me, a diamond walk back to me
  And the buzz be back at me, I got the whole industry
  That camera walk back at me, I just get money
  Im fucking with Reese Mane, 
  I think this shit funny
  I got that tune in, I got that tune in color
  I got the bitches, I still got everything on me
  They say, What you saying?
  I say, Its what I said
  If you cant understand, nigga, get the fuck up out my face
  I turn five to a ten
  I turn twenty to a fifty
  Forty-Forty hit your woadie, shorty
  Balmain, Saint Laurent with the Fendi
  I turn five to a ten
  I turn twenty to a fifty
  Forty-Forty hit your woadie, shorty
  Balmain, Saint Laurent with the Fendi
  What you want? Tell me what you want 
  Like, what you want? Like, what do you want? 
  What you want? Let a nigga know
  Let a nigga know, let a nigga know
  Okay hit it like Hussein, then she taking care of him
  And she call me baby, that shit be crazy
  Im whipping and whipping, that talk aint no baby
  I beat that pussy til its Forrest Whittaker, Im not lazy
  I dont care though, Im just crazy
  She sucking dick now, stay out the bando
  I got these two guns, I feel like Im Rambo
  She playing my dick like she was on saxophone
  Call on the telephone, I hang up the telephone
  Thats shit might be tapped, dont fuck with no telephone
  Meet me in person, Im moving that P
  Im jugging the white, man
  Im serving that white, man
  I know
  I dont, I dont know
  Ayy, hahahaha