Don't let us catch you lacking, catch your ass in traffic Shit is gon' get hectic, riding with that Mac-10 Go down to the police, act like you don't know me Smoking 'til I OD, bankroll never folding I done send some bitches, pull up then I get there Tell 'em bitches get it, if you wanna fit in 5 thousand for this Moncler, I buy 20 a year Don't give a fuck, the sun come, bitch I'm the sun sun Something like a light pole, riding with my 'Sciples Them Black Disciples, in case you ain't know I ain't got no jet yet, finna glo and get there I buy it, I fit it Stormed off, I shit it Riding in that Range Rover, all I do is change clothes All I do is change hoes, all I do is change bros
Riding in that Range Rover, looking at the damn hood Soowoo to them damn blood, cuz to them damn crip My niggas coming doing hits, don't give no fuck 'bout no camera When I look in the mirror, I see a rich nigga
Ball got some fine bitches too Ball got some dimes bitches too Me and Bally Ball, riding...
Bitch I'm mellow Pull strings like Coachella I ain't blue, bitch, I'm yellow Bout my green, motherfucker, bitch I'm ghetto You ain't talking (?), don't call my cellphone