text: Diving a hearse, I dive and I curse
  I dive at my worst, we dive and we lurk
  Out on the scene, blowing on green
  Denim my jeans, Molly you know where theyre seen
  Margiela dipping, I coast, Im out on the boat
  We freestlye, niggas is spitting rhymes off the throat
  Im moving, Im scheming moving, Im dodging and grooving
  Sway in the Morning, nigga aint losing
  IPhone 6, Im chirping and lurking the scene
  You know I get it, blowin Im blowin that mean
  Mr. So Clean, no bald head the dreads never, the braids whether
  You niggas out here changing the weather 
  My dollar bills are hundreds and fifties, no twenties
  Tens, I never get it, money is plenty
  On a billion dollar mind scheme, on the rhyme scheme
  You know La Flame doing a hundred damn five things
  Dressed here, with the retro, might pull up on your show Trillelectro
  Might hit the Amsterdam with the mess low
  La Flame coming through, with the next flow
  Im looking at the dash, its 12:06
  Im looking at your girl, thats my bitch!
  You took her out now, she living with 
  I aint rolling through, with written shit
  This is straight flow, waking up at the 9AM, blowing dope
  Nigga like me, Im blowing smoke
  Hotel at my door, like you gotta go,
  I aint leaving til 4, yeah you gotta know
  Free the Snowman, free my nigga Meek Milly
  He the first nigga showed me duffle bag with millie
  Nigga put me in a Bentley, nigga blowing Philly
  Had me out in Philly, after Wet Willies
  Took em to Miami, took em to damn Diddy
  Out on the boat rolling, Im sipping on wet willies
  Once again no Ciroc, Im moving, Im moving good
  Shout my nigga Ye, we all G.O.O.D
  Shout my nigga T.I, the Hustle Gang good
  Shout my niggas, NY, Im blowing Backwoods
  You know how we get it, Im kicking it freestyle
  Days Before Rodeo, nigga go get wit it