text: Won a gold medal, and a gold bezel
  I treat it so special, now ya ho jealous
  Freak hoes, got several, they tens or better
  Im a trendsetter, Im a go-getter!
  When I slide down the ave Im fuckin trippin 
  Maserati bat black, all I wanna know is where the cash at?
  TNT tucked in my rillo, hundred racks under my pillow
  Different styles, Im so versatile, nigga you know like I know
  Jimmy, Lil Swae, hoes on the chase
  Cash in the air make her forget her date
  Heard of my plan, she fuckin with me anyway
  If she thicky like Nicki I put that pussy on my plate
  How you not notice the flyest niggas in the place?
  I hit the liquid and started drippin into space
  Hublot tickin, blowin kisses at your baby
  Have fun, shotkilla like Mike reincarnated
  Throwin out a fuckin end
  Im blowin money in the wind
  Im sick of wearin skinny jeans
  Im more into wearin Louis Vs
  These hoes dont fuckin listen
  These niggas dont pay attention
  These bitches are not yours
  We keep them on all fours
  Breakin down, rollin up potent
  Sippin champagne like soda, poppin red bitches like cola
  Trunk beat like Eardrummers
  Sremm killed the haters, God bless em
  Mothafuckas still all in my bone marrow
  Flyin through the air like a fuckin air devil
  All these broke niggas just fish in a barrel
  Run back up and I turn into a bezel
  No flex zone, no flex zone
  They know better, they know better
  No flex zone, no flex zone
  They know better, they know better
  Won a gold medal and a gold bezel
  I treat it so special, now ya ho jealous
  Freak hoes, got several, they tens or better
  Im a trendsetter, Im a go-getter!
  Hell no, you cant use my lip gloss
  Pop a Perc, now Im on lift off
  Ass still fat, its on Rick Ross
  You bitches make a nigga dick soft
  Bitch, ball like Im at tip off
  Get it, get it wet, then I rub the tip on
  Rag and Bone jeans, I can slip off
  Bitch, Ive been hot since flip phones
  Running this game for five years
  Guess thats why my feet hurt
  Wonder when they bite me, do these bitches teeth hurt?
  Yes, I am an icon, thats me on your T-shirt
  Thought you knew better, do your fucking research
  You ain’t know, this the no rip zone
  This the You Cant Beat Nic zone
  Madison Square when the Knicks home
  I live next door to Brad Pitt’s home
  I like bad bitches, cause they like bad bitches too
  I like hood niggas, with a bad attitude
  They could never reach Young Nick magnitude
  Even if they had a longitude, latitude
  Listen up, ho, this is my territory
  You are my son, like an episode of Maury
  Like an episode of ER, bitch, I’m hotter than the D.R
  When it comes to rap skills, nobody wanna see her
  Muhfuckas flexin, muhfuckas actin
  Bitches is my sons and they causin contractions
  Ain’t pushing out, Ima give them to the clinic
  Cah wait, we nuh rate dem gyal and dem gimmick
  Wack sauce, I can hear it in your tone
  This nigga keep staring at my phone
  But if you’re ugly, it’s a no text zone
  It’s a no sex zone, it’s a no flex zone
  Wack sauce, I can hear it in your tone
  This nigga keep staring at my phone
  But if you’re ugly, it’s a no text zone
  It’s a no sex zone, it’s a no flex zone
  No flex zone, no flex zone
  They know better, they know better
  No flex zone, no flex zone
  They know better, they know better
  Won a gold medal and a gold bezel
  I treat it so special, now ya ho jealous
  Freak hoes, got several, they tens or better
  Im a trendsetter, Im a go-getter!
  Who aint waiting on King Push?
  Got niggas checking for them new flows
  Sold more dope than the old Jigga
  Now niggas calling me the new Hov
  Let the coupe go, planetarium
  Let the roof go like Cesarean
  Clear my section nigga, no flexing nigga
  Just a hunnid bottles they carrying
  Cross the border like I lost a daughter
  This foreign nigga, he aint know better
  Him pick and choose where them bullets fly
  I lose the plane on this fool nigga
  Bought dope with my album budget
  Play Cloths was the blueprint
  Four million in four seasons
  Fuck who care for my fashion sense
  Tell a ho come and swim in the money 
  Broke niggas just stop at the heel
  I could body paint you in them name brands
  And put a red bow on the wheels
  See Im just in and out, I call a rent a mouth
  Suck the ice out of a bezel
  Use my rap persona, fuck baby mommas
  Still killin haters, God bless em
  No flex zone, no flex zone
  They know better, they know better
  No flex zone, no flex zone
  They know better, they know better
  Won a gold medal and a gold bezel
  I treat it so special, now ya ho jealous
  Freak hoes, got several, they tens or better
  Im a trendsetter, Im a go-getter!