text: Hey
  (Woo, woo
  Woo, woo)
  Produced by Cre8 
  Up-Up the smoke
  Diamonds, they choke 
  Fuck my bro 
  Im in the white Lamborghini, the Pope 
  Hundred racks, they gon take your soul 
  Glock with the three and the O 
  Bought a yacht, put the kids on the boat 
  Put a brick in the figure, the four 
  Got a stick, its a SIG, itll blow 
  Mix up a four , my bitch, Margiela on her toes 
  Dick up her soul , look what I did in the bowl 
  Wipe that boy nose , I go get me a bag out the glow 
  I do not troll , I got pointers, these diamonds are bold
  Im smooth on my feet 
  My bitches, they bad as can be 
  Stack it and pray, go to sleep 
  Im at the top of the peak 
  We put baguettes on top of our teeth 
  We put fire in front of his beak 
  I cant lie, I got shooters that creep 
  She from Devry, she gon suck me to sleep, woah 
  Switch up the flow, they gon bite it for sho 
  Put the stick on your bitch if you hidin on low
  Theres a fifty them young niggas ready to go 
  Richard Mille sit on my wrist, Im the GOAT 
  Tag on your ho, tag on your toe 
  Baguettes on baguettes, my neck overloaded 
  Im havin your captain go run to this pole 
  Take off his hat, leave a rat with a hole
  Aint no cap in me , the trap be jumpin like athletes 
  I get cash, you see , Lamborghini, niggas aint fast as me 
  Cookie, gas, the lean , I get the bag casually 
  You niggas embarassin , this Audemars, this is a masterpiece
  Up the smoke 
  Diamonds, they choke 
  Fuck my bro 
  Im in the white Lamborghini, the Pope 
  Hundred racks, they gon take your soul 
  Glock with the three and the O 
  Bought a yacht, put the kids on the boat 
  Put a brick in the figure, the four 
  Got a stick, its a SIG, itll blow 
  Mix up a four , my bitch, Margiela on her toes 
  Dick up her soul , look what I did in the bowl 
  Wipe that boy nose , I go get me a bag out the glow 
  I do not troll , I got pointers, these diamonds are bold 
  They wipe his nose if I say so 
  Its a green light when I say go 
  Ayy, what you gon do for a bankroll? 
  Move like the mob, I got hittas on payroll 
  Twenty racks cash on the lawyer, the case closed
  Rap money turned me to a A-hole 
  Dont tag me when its gunsmoke
  Im tryna knock off your block like Legos 
  Im tryna knock you off, send you to where nobody knows 
  My ice turned me anemic, but Im never freezin when its time to up the smoke, uh 
  She said she diggin my flow
  I make her suck me and then suck my bro 
  We knock em down by the four 
  I still walk in with fire at all my shows 
  And I still put thirties up under all my Glicks 
  Double Ds on my sticks 
  Said she dont like me, ho, suck my dick 
  When theres beef we dont pick and choose
  We got more cannons than Nick 
  He get put on the news or left on his dick 
  Tryin me like Im a lick 
  Up the smoke
  Diamonds, they choke 
  Fuck my bro 
  Im in the white Lamborghini, the Pope 
  Hundred racks, they gon take your soul 
  Glock with the three and the O 
  Bought a yacht, put the kids on the boat 
  Put a brick in the figure, the four 
  Got a stick, its a SIG, itll blow 
  Mix up a four , my bitch, Margiela on her toes 
  Dick up her soul , look what I did in the bowl 
  Wipe that boy nose , I go get me a bag out the glow 
  I do not troll , I got pointers, these diamonds are bold