You get the bag and fumble it I get the bag and flip it and tumble it (Yeah) Straight out the lot, three hundred cash (Cash) And the car came with a blunt in it (Yeah) Lil' mama a thot, and she got ass (Thot) And she gon' fuck up a bag (Yeah) Pull up to the spot, livin' too fast (Yeah) Droppin' the dope in the stash (Yeah) In Italy, got two foreign hoes, they DM me (Ooh, brr, ayy) Drop the top when it's cold (Drop-top) But you feel the heat (Skrrt, yeah, ayy) Be real with me Keep it 100, just be real with me (Ayy) Eat it up like it's a feast (Woah, eat it up) They say the dope on fleek (Yep) Percocet pill on me (Percocet) Ice on my neck, baby, chill with me (Ice) Them niggas that post in the back don't say nothin' Them niggas will kill for me Back ends I count in my sleep, on fleek Hundred K spent on a Patek Phillippe (Phillippe) Bitch, I'm a dog, eat my treat (Hrr) Hop out the frog and leap (Leap) I put them bricks in the fender My bitch, she walk around like she Kris Jenner (Kris Jenner) I used to break in and enter Then Takeoff runnin' like the game of temple (Whew) It's simple, I play with her mental Mama said she saw me on Jimmy Kimmel (Mama) Count it up, 'cause I'm a money symbol Walkin' with the racks, I'm lookin' crippled (Money) Fuck on that bitch then I tip her (Tip her) A nickel for me to take pictures (Nickel) Not from L.A. but I clip her (Brr) Double my cup, pour a triple (Actavis) Fox on my body, no Vivica (Fox on my…) I'm not your average or typical (I'm not your…) Look at my wrist, and it's critical (Look at the…) Hold it up, droppin' the temperature... Yeah, Bye bye bitch....