text: And I cant do my dance cause my pants
  They from, they from France
  I cant slow this 
  Yeah, no, I cant slow it 
  Yeah, yeah, one, two, three, yeah 
  Too much guap, bands, bands, bad lil foreign, ten, ten
  She ignore that man, fuckin with me, handstand
  I cant lie, she got that good, but that girl bad, bad
  I stay with a bag, bag, make that girl dance, dance 
  Yeah, what is mine, that is yours
  You cant hold my Lam, yes, I own my land
  Stacking this paper, you know that I get it up
  I cant be broke again
  Talkin that shit, then that Glocky gon hit it up
  Headshot soak his mans
  My choppa get hot just like a pan
  Knock your headlights just like a ram
  I got ten toes, and I count up, ten fingers
  So I do not need an, um, helping hand
  Monopoly crib, Im movin again
  Got your bitch on me, she groovin again 
  Lamborghini just give them a reason to hate
  So my niggas shootin again
  My coupe, my roof, drop that shit again
  She sucked my dick, then she mopped up my friend
  No, we do not wanna feel tooth again
  When she let me go, Im on the loose again
  She on the molly, she tryna boot again
  She aint even mine, this girl is a lend
  I prayed every time when I thought you sinned
  I write in my mind, I dont use a pen 
  She givin me time, my watch cost a Lam
  Just give me more time, other watch cost a Benz 
  Look at Lil Uzi, he poppin again
  Them niggas, they switchin, they hoppin again 
  Look at them niggas, they oppin again
  She give me that top, and she sloppin again 
  Look at his album, its floppin again
  Not takin a break, Im not stoppin again 
  Too much guap, bands, bands, bad lil foreign, ten, ten 
  She ignore that man, fuckin with me, handstand 
  I cant lie, she got that good, but that girl bad, bad 
  I stay with a bag, bag, make that girl dance, dance 
  Yeah, what is mine, that is yours
  You cant hold my Lam, yes, I own my land
  Stackin this paper, you know that I get it up
  I cant be broke again
  Talkin that shit, then that Glocky gon hit it up
  Headshot soak his mans
  Woah, spent a hundred thousand on a brand new pointer choker 
  Automatic guns got a motor
  I can feel that shit in my shoulder 
  Brand new watch cost a quarter
  And you know its flooded in water
  You know every day Im gettin older
  But Im young enough for your daughter 
  And you know my neck is flooded in boulders 
  Gettin money, yeah, thats my quota 
  Even though Lil Uzi gettin older 
  Know Im young enough for your daughter 
  Every time Im in my mind, I focus 
  She give me head, hypnosis 
  Talkin bout the love cant hold me 
  Talkin bout the guap cant fold me
  Uh, uh, talkin bout Youre mine, no, you dont own me
  Yeah, just take your time, and gotta be colder
  Yeah, its on my mind, and they just know me 
  Yeah, fast-paced all the time, and I cant slow it 
  Too much guap, bands, bands, bad lil foreign, ten, ten
  She ignore that man, fuckin with me, handstand
  I cant lie, she got that good, but that girl bad, bad
  I stay with a bag, bag, make that girl dance, dance 
  Yeah, what is mine, that is yours
  You cant hold my Lam, yes, I own my land
  Stacking this paper, you know that I get it up
  I cant be broke again
  Talkin that shit, then that Glocky gon hit it up
  Headshot soak his mans 
  Hello? Hello? Where am I?
  I aint never seen nothing like this, the fuck is all this?
  Hello? Yo?