text: God damn it
  Baby Stone
  See me in that black Lamb, call me Bruce Wayne
  Bought a pair of Robins just to leave em with a stain
  See us ridin in the Raris, no Mustangs
  My car too fast to be switchin dumb lanes
  B-Bitches wanna fuck me, just for the fame
  We go hard in the paint, Waka Flocka Flame
  Ima dog out that cage though, dont worry about my age
  All you need to know, girl, Im fresh and Im paid
  Super Saiyan, James Harden with the Rocky Woo 
  Swervin diamond truck with my homie Baby Stone 
  Everything about that guala, bout that guap they throwin
  Molly water in the bottle, gone like adios 
   And we gone
  Sauce
  And we gone
  No mercy 
  Old school with my 
  Still draped up like a Don dada
  Wit a mean bitch, thats a Rottweiler
  Fashion killa, she a top model
  Its the lord, nigga
  Its the Turn to the  nigga 
  Plus alcohol make me ball quicker
  Its a A1 if my dog get you 
  Phone calls Im ignorin
  Unless you kickin me, Im punishing
  Fake niggas wanna see it 
  Broke niggas be indorsin 
  Get that money off some shit 
  Get to flippin like a dolphin fin 
  Take Ls, you dont wanna win 
  Sober life, you dont wanna sin?
  Super Saiyan, James Harden with the Rocky Woo 
  Swervin diamond truck with my homie Baby Stone 
  Everything about that guala, bout that guap they throwin
  Molly water in the bottle, gone like adios 
   And we gone
  And we gone
  Swerve in both lanes, fuck what rappers sayin
  Billie Gvtes in this bitch, uh
  Money talk fast
  All I know is how to get it
  I been gunnin OT
  Ridin whip, baby, stuntin
  My nigga Sauce, not me
  They say, Talk cheap, aint a damn thing free
  Hoodie, ski mask, that money dont last
  Niggas tryna learn to surf but skipped swim class, uh
  Fake Pierce hash, organic when I ask, uh
  I be on the gettin money fast, gold bricks in the stash, uh
  Roll some up, but I dont smoke blunts, yuh
  I aint gon front, tell the baby shape jump, hol up
  Roll some up, I dont smoke blunts
  I aint gon front, tell the baby shape jump
  Super Saiyan, James Harden with the Rocky Woo 
  Swervin diamond truck with my homie Baby Stone 
  Everything about that guala, bout that guap they throwin
  Molly water in the bottle, gone like adios 
   And we gone
  And we gone