text: Im getting this nigga in the morning
  He gon think he been chiefing, just too long when
  He see me in the evening, wanna catch all these feelings
  Well let me be the first to get mine, Ohh!
  Okay I’m chillin’ in my camo, flippin’ through the channel
  On my GOOD Music shit, my logo’s a Lambo
  Four doors of ammo, this ammunition I’m pitching
  To make your body switch another position
  And listen, my weed loud, fuck her and speed off
  Tell em I bare arms, Im cuttin my sleeves off
  Lettin my tats show and I sag my pants
  Im letting my ass show, Im hot as tabasco
  I study, Castro, yeah, my plug from Cuba
  Inside of the car is like a damn computer
  Inside of the crib is like a damn museum
  You aint seen these before, you better get em on film
  Tryin to take these fat pockets, man your chances are slim
  Disrespect, you stomp em out, man give em a Tim
  You aint did what I did, see I know Imma win
  And they dont have slow-motion so I did it again
  Woah!
  Im getting this nigga in the morning
  He gon think he been chiefing, just too long when
  He see me in the evening, wanna catch all these feelings
  Well let me be the first to get mine, Ohh!
  Okay Im sittin on the plane, flying over graves
  I am so high, nigga I can talk to rain
  My outfits insane, aint that evident?
  My chain had another chain like it was pregnant
  My favorite dish is turkey lasagna
  Even my pajamas designer
  She got a fat ass I make her rewind
  Back seat so big I press recline
  Got a dirty sprite in my cup holder
  Rappers like road kill, they get run over
  They get done over, its just one solider
  This flow will make you fall like its October
  Me and your girl, nigga opposite of sober
  Celine Paris chain charm look like a cobra
  Young Casanova, Baby Romeo
  I got my girl geeked, she look like she from Tokyo
  Im getting this nigga in the morning
  He gon think he been chiefing, just too long when
  He see me in the evening, wanna catch all these feelings
  Well let me be the first to get mine, Ohh!