text: Shoutout 808 Melo, Woo
  Uh?
  Woo, Its BIG092MLBOA
  GQ, you got a gun, nigga, gun, nigga, me too
  Brodie gon what, brodie gon back out, brodie gon
  Brush em
  Look, brodie gon, brodie gon rrh
  Diggin that Louie bag, Louie bag, nigga diggin that bag
  Duffle
  Brodie go back out, cut em
  Brodie go woo, I bet man gon shoot
  Said Im big 092, know that Im woo
  Dont come to my block, we gon give em the boot
  I keep me a Glock, shoot out the roof
  Two 38s, three 22s
  Woo, Treesha, shorty wan suck on my nina
  I pull up like ace in a finas
  I leave her shit wet, Aquafina
  Woo, say that Ill call a ape for a Maybach
  Im 823, I get straight cash
  If you got that work, Ima take that 
  Dont get put on a shirt, watch niggas lurk
  I keep a Glock, when Im in church
  Spin through your block, step on the clutch
  Hit that boy up, then I reverse
  Dont let that Henny in my system 
  I catch a body, next day I forget it 
  Nigga, Dread just caught a body 
  And thats on the gang, nigga, I was just with him, look
  Free all my rilla niggas, all my villain niggas
  All my killer niggas out the cage
  Since a youngin, nigga, I been drillin niggas
  Ma, Im sorry Im stuck up in my ways
  Aint nobody ever gave me shit
  Aint nobody ever gave me shit
  With this big chip, I had to get paid
  And its 10K to go on stage
  And you know the treesh gettin laid
  Baby, welcome to the party
  Im off the Molly, the Xan, the lean
  Thats why Im movin retarded
  Foreigner 
  Foreigner 
  Foreigner 
  Foreigner 
  Foreigner 
  Foreigner 
  Foreigner
  Foreigner
  My bitch a foreigner and she love to fuck
  She suck it up, make her fall in love
  Put that on her tongue, Perky on her tongue
  She do the walks for us , make her one of us
  The gas that Im smokin potent
  Ice on my neck snowin
  Im dark skin, glowin
  Off the Perky, Im rollin
  Valet, park it
  Im screamin, Im barkin
  They like, "Poppy, why you startin?"
  Pop a Perc, go retarded 
  They know Im wildin, I need that respect
  Seven hundred grams, icy baguettes
  Pop Smoke, niggas know Im up next
  Drac keep on shootin until its none left
  Im 823, yeah, I throw up the set
  Twenty years old, but I move like the vet
  You talk out your mouth, you better invest in a vest
  Nigga, cause you could get left
  Your bitch is a foreigner, huh?
  I fuck her and pass her
  Show her the difference between a dog and a master
  Lamborghini truck, floorin
  Got your bitch in the back whorin
  She like, "Papi, I adore you"
  Im like, "Baby, I aint normal," rrr
  Foreigner 
  Foreigner 
  Foreigner 
  Foreigner 
  Foreigner 
  Foreigner 
  Foreigner
  Foreigner
  My a bitch a foreigner
  Foreigner
  Foreigner