Street love nigga, street niggas call me Play boy Really I'm a trap nigga, I can wrap a kilo (yeah) Sippin' sizzurp (yeah) took me number one, no promo (yeah) I'm in spaceships (yeah) I'm in Mars on the low low (yeah, yeah) Huh, I'm in the Phantom with the stars, feel like Fabo (yeah) Huh, I got million-dollar cash stars on my payroll (huh) I feel like you different once you make it out the mud (yeah) Got a brand new Richard, I can't wait to hold it up VV cut it up, got new baguettes in it, cut it up (ooh) One (crrt) call, that's all (brrt) pu-pullin' up (ooh) It's bad, make a bad-bad bitch call up and quit her job (yeah) Where I'm from, you either gotta murder, if you make it out you a God (God)