text: Little vodka and some juice
  Yeah
  Yup, yup, yup
  Okay, alright
  Its time, right now
  Go live 
  Little vodka an some juice 
  Anything keep me loose 
  Bitch you outta pocket, pocket rocket poppin
  Pop it at your noggin, like you keep it comin
  Stop it, stay on topic, shoppin in the tropics
  Drop the check deposit, youngin, hide your target
  Sunday to Sunday, Im doublin my profit
  Hold the fuckin phone, did this on my own
  Hit the bitch Im gone, gotta keep it movin goin way up
  Mix the juice and the vodka, lets get it 
  Cranberry Bentley, push it to the limit, through the ceiling
  Catch up wit me bitch, I’m on a million
  Know I rock the Presidential when I show out on a mission
  Ima take it up a notch, I got a motherfuckin feelin
  Yeah, London gon make a killin
  Dippin through the city in a lo-lo
  I be with my dog, call him Toto
  Please, no fucking photos
  Nigga, win or lose, Ima do the best yeah
  Pickin through these bitches leave the rest yeah
  Okay, alright 
  Its time, right now
  Go live 
  Little vodka an some juice 
  Anything keep me loose 
  Bank, bank account load it up with zero
  Poppin Percocets in the Matrix feelin like Neo
  40-loaded chopper, I can shoot you through the peephole 
  Never goin outside, beefin by the P.O
  Got the baddest bitch around with me, I dont need to see hoe
  Twenty-thousand a month, my new crib aint got a keyhole
  Tryna stuff my pockets with them chips like Doritos
  I just want the cheese like Cheeto
  Catch me up in traffic, my whip is immaculate
  I wish a nigga might try me, I promise Im packin it
  I Randy Moss all of my bitches, I’m throwin’ and catchin’ it
  Magic City Monday, I be throwin the cabbage, bitch Im havin it
  Racin through the city, fuck the speed limit
  Everybody pointin like, Who that? That was me in it
  Back to back to back to back, sittin on 21 like a savage
  Be in the club, see me and Travis 
  Okay, alright 
  Its time, right now
  Go live 
  Bit of vodka an some juice 
  Everything keep me loose