text: A hunnid years from now we gon all be dead, all be dead
  All be dead, so tonight, bitch, I might as well get head
  A hunnid years from now, we gon all be dead, all be dead 
  So, tonight, I might as well get head
  Dont ask me bout my daughter, dont ask about my family
  Dont ask about the manners, dont ask about the 
  Dont ask about the money, dont ask me how my is
  Dont ask me bout a debt, like you finna help
  Nigga, fuck you and your help, I can tell it wasnt a deal
  All positive vibes, hashtag fuck a bitch, God want it, wanna vibe 
   ridin through Calabasas, lookin up the with the ass
  Never good I know, bitch kinda want a man
  More stuntin, why you niggas always mad? 
  Apologize to Pablo, apologize to Pablo, apologize to Pablo
  Wild nigga from the south, ayy, south, southside of Chicago, ugh 
  Them niggas, thats nigga, that nigga, tell me Im that nigga, ugh 
  Them niggas, thats that, that nigga, tell me Im that nigga, ugh 
   gon getcha, uh 
  One day, karma gon getcha, uh 
  Im gonna and I been sittin, uh 
  Waitin here, sittin with the .45
  I with the low life
  I been waitin for this shit my whole life
  I been on a with your Go-Ride
  Hunnid years, though, we gon all be dead, all be dead
  All be dead, so tonight, I might as well get head
  I got a tan line, I wear my fuckin Rollie so much
  Lil bitch, you think you somethin, but I find you in the gutter
  Kinda want it, bought it with the money, oh look
  With your girl you dont fuck, I can tell you wanna fuck her
  Count a hunnid bands, watch it swerve on the street 
  Count a hunnid bands, will I know? No, not me 
  Lil mama gon suck me up
  Hell, mama, cause we your season 
  Now I got shawty on my 
  Yeah, I left her for no reason
  Leon DeChino gon fuck on your bitch
  I just dont remember nothin when I wake
  I just put forty-thousand on my wrist
  I just be like Im a man on a mission
  Eighty on, mofucker, ayy
  I remember back in endless summer, ayy
  It was 2012 while we in the summer
  Yeah, when I lease that shit, dont matter
  I got a tan line, I wear my fuckin Rollie so much
  Lil bitch, you think you somethin, but I find you in the gutter 
  Kinda want it, bought it with the money, oh look
  With your girl you dont fuck, I can tell you wanna fuck her
  Count a hunnid bands, watch it swerve on the street 
  Count a hunnid bands, will I know? No, not me 
  Count a hunnid bands, watch it swerve on the street 
  Count a hunnid bands, will I know? No, not me
  And you talkin that shit for no reason 
  When you know you comin home this evenin 
  Why you wanna come and play with my emotions? 
  When you know you should be going through the motions
  We dont got no time to waste, whoa-oa-oa
  This is not the time or place, oh-oh-ohhh
  This the shit that make you wanna wow 
  And I really think Im on that king shit
  Make you wanna bow down 
  Ooh, Im feelin like I lost it now 
  Got me runnin like a faucet now 
  Tell em theres a new boss in town 
  Girl, Im feelin like Im lost and found 
  Cause Im so up and down
  Cause Im so up and down
  So up and down
  Got a tan line, I wear my fuckin Rollie so much
  Lil bitch, you think you somethin, but I find you in the gutter
  Kinda want it, bought it with the money, oh look
  With your girl you dont fuck, I can tell you wanna fuck her
  Count a hunnid bands, watch it swerve on the street
  Count a hunnid bands, will I know? No, not me
  Count a hunnid bands, watch it swerve on the street
  Count a hunnid bands, will I know? No, not me
  Hey, ohh-ohh, oh, yeah
  Hey, ohh-ohh, oh, yeah
  Anyone got a problem with me?
  You the same one that doubted me
  We done came up, dont matter to me
  You the same one that doubted me