text: Young Money!
  Haha, I know you gon do it for the ’Gram, right?
  D.A. got that dope!
  Yeah, hah
  First things first, I fuck, get all the money
  Bitches love me, keep it hunnid 
  Bitches like you cause you funny, niggas aint stunners 
  I’m the one that came and fuck the summer 
  I got a black Barbie, she into ménages 
  Ima fuck her all night til I cum nothing 
  Sip got me buzzin , I am not a husband 
  I can be your daddy cause I am a motherfucker 
  Fuck, niggas muggin, these niggas sweet muffin
  Put my seed on her face, she get smashed like a pumpkin 
  Ooh, she love it, do me rougher
  Talk that nasty, when I smack your ass cheek 
  Can you make it dip, make it dip, make it dip
  Make it dip, make it dip, make it dip, make it dip?
  Here, baby, take a sip, take a sip
  Take a sip, take a sip, lick your lips, lick your lips
  Yeah, baby, I just wanna see you dip, see you dip, make it dip
  Make it dip, make it dip, make it dip, make it dip 
  Yeah, baby, take a sip, take a sip, take a sip
  Take a sip, take a sip, take a sip
  Yeah, baby, show me how you make it dip
  Uh, ayo
  I think he wanna dippy the tippy, then put it on my lippy
  Even when it get sticky, he know it still got the drippy
  Yeah Im pulling your card though, got him calling me Ricky 
  All these bitches my minis, got em calling me Mickey 
  All that rah-rah never was the icon issue
  Harper’s Bazaar, I’m covering the icon issue
  I got issues, yeah bitch, I got issues
  W, Vogue, Cosmo—I got issues
  I always pull up with some Barbie dolls, thick in the thighs
  I said we looking for some brain, where the Wizard of Oz
  Last nigga was a dope dealer, hell of a guy
  He said the pussy top… five, dead or alive
  Can you make it dip, make it dip, make it dip
  Make it dip, make it dip, make it dip, make it dip?
  Here, baby, take a sip, take a sip
  Take a sip, take a sip, lick your lips, lick your lips
  Yeah, baby, I just wanna see you dip, see you dip, make it dip
  Make it dip, make it dip, make it dip, make it dip 
  Yeah, baby, take a sip, take a sip, take a sip
  Take a sip, take a sip, take a sip
  Yeah, baby, show me how you make it dip
  Santana bandanna on the twist
  Got your bitch wave ridin on my dick
  Man, these niggas ain’t shit 
  I done came back with the hits
  Fresher than the pillow with the fuckin mint 
  What I said, I meant , this shit is big 
  I came to flex , look in the mirror 
  Look at your ass , fuck a career 
  How you make a G-string just disappear?
  She like buy me all this shit, I need bags, I need fits
  I need cash, I need cash, Im just really nigga rich
  Make it splash, make it splash, but before I get you dripped
  I just got one question, bitch
  Can you make it dip, make it dip, make it dip
  Make it dip, make it dip, make it dip, make it dip?
  Here, baby, take a sip, take a sip
  Take a sip, take a sip, lick your lips, lick your lips
  Yeah, baby, I just wanna see you dip, see you dip, make it dip
  Make it dip, make it dip, make it dip, make it dip 
  Yeah, baby, take a sip, take a sip, take a sip
  Take a sip, take a sip, take a sip
  Yeah, baby, show me how you make it dip
  Ayo, whats poppington? I’m depositin
  All these Ms while you motherfuckers gossipin 
  All this cock-sucking, eat a box or something
  Ice out your little watch with some rocks or something
  Whats poppin? Whats poppin? Whats poppington? 
  Make it dip n make it dip n make it drop again 
  You know Barbie God got it on lock again 
  Westside with Tyga, bumpin to Pac again, uh 
  Who got the juice be sending you niggas brazy
  Who got em mad? Like, man, that pussy wavy
  Yeah, I had to dash, like, damn, baby, Im Stacey
  W-When you turn em down, these clowns turn into babies
  Who-Who got the juice? Be sending you niggas brazy
  W-W-Who got em mad? Like, man, that pussy wavy
  All these niggas want me to love em like Im Kiki
  Got em in they feelings since they seen me in FEFE