text: Okay, cool, okay, bool, I love her
  Im a save her, yes, like Danny Glover
  Im a call my partner fore her, I fuck her mother
  I pass them a molly, now they kiss each other
  Every time I fuck, I gotta hit me least like two bitches
  Boy, that dope been whipped, you need like new wrists
  Foreign car outside, that bitch got two digits
  Money stand like eight feet, just like two midgets
  Who the fuck told them that Trae not the king of the streets, shit I rep like no other
  Yea I get money like Diddy, but everything else by me came out the gutter
  Thats why I pull up with no ceilings like Weezy, yelling fuck a hater no rubber
  Dare one of you pussies to run up on me, it be over put that on my mother
  I-I am not backing down, hang up my chopper, no fucking round
  Fucking with me, Im a shut it down
  Bullets come flying, no ducking down
  Wont nothing be funny, Im not a clown
  Have killers and niggas touching down
  Shut the fuck up, not a fucking sound
  You no longer shit cause Im back in town
  Money so long, I aint got a fucking limit
  Haters get brushed, name shit 
  Hoes aint shit, give em back like they rented
  Trusain bolt, every night I run up in it
  Everything black, presidential lose city
  Niggas cant see me like a young nigga tinted
  Home town temple, for the crown Ill win it
  Stay on point, other niggas cant pin it
  Okay, cool, okay, bool, I love her
  Im a save her, yes, like Danny Glover
  Im a call my partner fore her, I fuck her mother
  I pass them a molly, now they kiss each other
  Every time I fuck, I gotta hit me least like two bitches
  Boy, that dope been whipped, you need like new wrists
  Foreign car outside, that bitch got two digits
  Money stand like eight feet, just like two midgets
  Who the fuck told you that Young Thugger Thugger dont fuck up the beat?
  I got six cars and I also got rentals and all of em tinted
  No, Im not Nipsey, not from L.A., but I got keys to the city
  I fuck it, I suck it, I beat it down, then she beat me to the ceilin
  Stoner my lifestyle, Im livin too wild
  I came to make you proud, that money keep her around
  In love with her head, I cant turn it down
  Cant wait for my time to come back around
  She see that you dont got Lil Haitis style
  Plus I just seen Snoop on Girls Gone Wild
  I just bought a Bentley and a bitch came with it
  Young rich nigga hittin million dollar licks
  Balling in New York like a motherfucking Knick
  You better have them racks, you ever want to hear me spit
  And everywhere I go I got a pass like the staff
  Im goin off top like a motherfuckin lay up
  357, six shots like Al
  I left ten bands in a motherfuckin cab
  Okay, cool, okay, bool, I love her
  Im a save her, yes, like Danny Glover
  Im a call my partner fore her, I fuck her mother
  I pass them a molly, now they kiss each other
  Every time I fuck, I gotta hit me least like two bitches
  Boy, that dope been whipped, you need like new wrists
  Foreign car outside, that bitch got two digits
  Money stand like eight feet, just like two midgets
  Every time I come out I ain’t never with no new bitches
  These bitches is stealing, Imma sue bitches
  Dripping down his dick, this pussy too vicious
  Every time I fuck him I say Whose is it?
  Who the fuck tell em that they was like Nicki? Oh no, bitches didnt!
  Imma give bitches a minute of shine then Ill tell em good riddance
  To raise a child, it might take a village
  But I wouldnt know cause these bitches my sons; yes, they was, and they still is
  Gave him the kitten, now that nigga smitten
  Told him to hop in my foreign and then I said No, Im just kiddin!
  Hell of a livin, you bitches on chitlins
  When I come out of my mansion I sprinkle some bread to the pigeons
  Bitches is lyin, they lyin, they lyin, they lie in they bio
  So I aint fuckin with chickens unless I got pico de gallo
  Girls is plottin, what more could they steal?
  Tell Justin Timberlake that I am comin for Jessica Biel
  Bitch Im a star-rah, you niggas, I holla tomarrah
  Doors go up cause I am too rich to cop a Gallardo
  No regular doors, on Aventadors
  Painted it pink just so I could take pictures while you rented yours
  Hell of a ticket, hell of a price
  I want it, I get it, I wire the money, I never think twice
  I am not gay, but lesbi precise
  Cause if she pretty, then watch it cause Imma be fuckin ya wife
  Ok, cool, ok, bu, I love her
  Imma save her, yes, like Danny Glover
  Imma call my partner befo I fuck the mother
  I pay them in molly, now kiss each other
  Everytime I fuck I gotta hit me least like two bitches
  Boy, tha doppy whip, you need like new wrists
  Foreign car outside, that bitch got 2 digits
  Money stand like 8ft, just like 2 midgets
  So shawty gonna trippin get some new chicks
  Let me tell you what I did
  And I bought a new whip
  Filled it with some cute, bitches
  While they was on IG, taking a new pic
  I was in the bushes in the Valentine day
  With a K, tryna shoot Cupid
  Think im playing, for the cab 50 bands
  And whatevas stacked in that Minnie Van
  You proly cant relate to what Im saying, yall niggas
  Talking up foul
  I do some shit you proly neva did in yo life
  Well I dont talk about it
  Trust me now, nigga, cause you aint bout that life
  Hustle Gang nigga, got a prolem with that?
  Bring the motherfucking mob and the prolem begins
  If you ever leave from me, aint no circling back
  I bet your bitch hang up the phone, you be callin her back
  Go hard as a mother fucker
  Getting head from a couple broads in this motherfucka
  Aint no more fuckin credit cards in this motherfucka
  Bank Roll count 50 large in this motherfucka