text: Southside on the track, yeah
  Gang shit, nigga
  Yeah
  Fuck you talkin bout, man?
  This shits got the most views out of everything Ive ever put up on my shit
  That little clip, that shit got a million views
  I aint never got no views on some shit out
  Who you think you ahead of? Not us
  In the S or the Porsche Carerras somethin
  Fuck twins like Tia and Tamera somethin
  Yeah that boy gettin bread, Panera, somethin
  Landed in the GT, leer or somethin
  Put Posto in the Air or somethin
  Marry her, she have an affair
  Ima spin that ho like Ferris
  Born in the Chi like Ye
  But I do crimes like Bump J, I aint scared of nothin
  Passport stamp, young nigga ran up that sack
  Might as well go to Paris, huh?
  Woofin, got whacked you embarrassed, huh?
  Pussy you act like you scared of somethin
  Gon and shoot up the terrace 
  Then they gon realize its serious 
  I aint even on that, period 
  Im makin millions, Im serious 
  That money come in various 
  Cant count it, I get delirious 
  I bought my mama a mansion 
  So I cant trip over materials 
  But Im still dipped in that fashion
  Know I stay drippin, thats period
  These niggas drippin, thats period
  Nah, they cant find me and Im serious 
  They right behind, Im serious 
  And Im straight off the 9, now Im serious
  Who you gon send to fuck with me?
  Take stuff from me or from any of mine? Now Im curious 
  Better think fore you bust at me
  If you miss, Ill slap a 50 and, man, now Im furious
  Dived in that water, dived like Aquarius
  Young nigga, we was breakin the barriers 
  If you grabbin that torch, better carry it 
  Tryna hide on that porch on some scary shit 
  All I smoke is loud, you got that mild like Darius 
  My son aint gotta work because he gon inherit it, uh huh 
  We yell, Gang-gang first, you dont even know your heritage 
  Took the cash from verses, I give that shit to charity
  Lovin my city like Chano, I swear
  Why the fuck I still gotta ride everywhere with it?
  Herb I seen you on the news, I was worried
  We was just jokin with yall, thats a parody
  We dont talk too much, got Ds everywhere 
  We still fresh, double Gs everywhere 
  I put the VVs everywhere 
  I do Mike Amiris, every pair
  And they know me for shittin on everybody
  Im the one that do shit that you hear about
  Im the one that told yall that I move like Obama
  Then how the fuck they end up with my whereabouts?
  Hold on everybody gotta clear it out
  Middle of summer, hot like a sauna
  We was laid back in the back of the Honda
  Told young to sneak up, anaconda
  It aint happen, I wasnt there your honor
  I was somewhere eatin Benihanas
  Get valet and Lil Benny to park it
  All my life I had been in apartments
  Move to Bali, get a brib, I’m ballin
  My bitch always primpin, keep ballin
  Yes Im a lil workaholic
  Hit the crib with a 50 and all 20s
  Ima just make her count all of em
  But I get the backend all blues
  Nah dont fuck around, bruh, do all of it
  Know its goin right to lil dude
  Already got a closet, all shoes
  Bought 10 pairs of baby G-Fazos
  And my bitch got a closet with some Loubs
  Cashed out on the crib, I aint get the view
  Im like, Fuck it, no problem, itll do
  Mamas crib got a pond, not a pool
  We had roaches and rats, I aint get to move
  I survived through it all, its true 
  Slept on couches and floors all through middle school
  Now Im cool, now Im bool
  Now my car go vroom, 
  Niggas hatin on me, but its bool
  Guess I got rich too soon
  Nigga, Ive been rappin like six years 
  I seen ten niggas get killed 
  What about me turnin down them deals? 
  Now you pissed off cause I switched wheels?
  Uh, who run it? Limit
  No Limit run it
  No Limit man
  No Limit
  Who run it? G Herbo
  Im done with this shit
  Who yall think you foolin? Not me
  Yall niggas really aint airin nothin
  This bust down, tryna scare us or some
  Your shit weak, tryna compare us or somethin
  What I made last week? Like a million or somethin
  Rich, mad cause your bitch ate my kids or somethin
  Man, I could fuck your wife like you sharin or somethin
  Galore ass mansion with lira or somethin
  Nigga tried to get my ho, tried to fuck my bitch
  You think Ima miss that?
  Man she sucked Means dick and she sucked Rocks dick
  So you think Ima kiss that?
  I was in L.A., bitch powdered her nose
  Told her I aint with that
  Boy you trippin, SI diamonds on your neck
  Mean you better give your wrist back
  Me no broke, Akademiks, yeah, thats where you get your news at
  Ask your bros, Grammy-nominated songs just to prove that, uh
  Know your bros told you, nah, you better not just do that, uh
  Im going mode, T.Y., tell me when to go, boy, you aint rich, you a bitch 
  Oh you Td out? Bitch, you beat out
  Yall worried bout me, better get your lick back
  Just like bitches, yall all chit chat
  Car so foreign got an engine in the back
  Balenciaga with the Gucci and the Prada
  With the Louis and the Pucci and its all mismatched
  Ho, its Lil Uzi and Im far from a goofy
  In Chiraq, 150, be strapped
  Got a 40 shorty, boy, better get back
  Gun loud, backyard party, kick back
  How Im broke If I just hired myself a hitman?
  Be quiet, bro, them niggas over therell turn to six rats
  Not lyin, bro, I been fucked this bitch for six racks
  After I drop that shit, me, Herbo, Ari and my bitch is gonna relax
  Prolly somewhere on a beach, prolly somewhere on an island
  You know that my Rollie got XO diamonds in it, so thats that Perfect Timing
  Said, Elliot, bezel it, ice in em kettle chips, I run it back like a Heisman
  Pull up, Im swervin, Im mergin, I got the whip, yeah the one right with the curtains
  Got boys that be workin their block to be twerkin, the Tesla pull up for diversion
  On the beat, me and Herbo, we purgin, the Perky the molly the lean got us slurrin
  You call her phone, you think she sleep, but she suckin my dick while her words keep on slurpin
  She said that my shit the same size as a two-liter ginger ale, why she keep burpin
  I take out my hair and I stand on my money, your bitch think Im Julius Erving
  Ayy, ayy
  Yeah, yeah
  Just a little somethin to it, I aint even rip the shit
  Pull up in a Lamb or somethin
  Peanut butter whip, yeah, jam or somethin
  Fucked your bitch on cam or somethin
  Pink diamonds think Im Cam or somethin