Playin' in the mud, I be tossed like a weirdo What if I can't and BBS diamonds on my earlobe? I'm in that Rari, I drive fast, I'm an A-hole I got cash flow, bitch, drop in the Ashlole I'm right, they like a lasso, what do you mean? Swag, I'm hot, give you a halo Head to neck, I'm ready at night, me and Pluto, astronauts Alien, I'm not a regular guy, I'm the millio put you in that regular flight It's been a year since I went in the mall, I'm not a regular guy We put them beans on, I see me, you better be ready to die I got on wings like a Bentley, I feel way too high Left a sticker on the window, stick out the paper tag Louis Vuitton, bandana, too many shopping bags Richard Mille, auto rollin', it don't tick tock Hermes, bandana, just like Tupac My lil' brother, he a scammer, rap two chops We want ACC and Corden, we don't detox Balenciaga's on my feet, these ain't no Reeboks I grew up a fat kid, coulda been on the boondocks I keep my hand on my two arms, flip look like a Rolex I roll with them shooters, shooters, ain't with the talkin', we just do it Stripper bitch, big ol' booty, yo' hoe dirty She got cooties, big ol' 30, in it, do it, uh I shoot that shit like a movie, white bitch nerdy, her name Suzie, uh The bitch head game go stupid, uh, duckin' back in my back, hold a Uzi, uh Two parks to the face, I'm booty Blood in my hands, blood in my eyes Code in my car, money on my mind They'll take this breakfast and try and see the stars Personally, they ain't seein' me, cause I got bars Hope you never get the murder solving like that wrong Up all day, you're runnin' to your opps, you get them gone I be with my Chi-Town brothers, I come home Man, you's killin' these niggas like they got their hands down Blood in my eyes, blood in my hands Blood in my coupe, blood in my bands Made a million dollars in a bandit building Drinkin' out the bottle, you abandon my feelings I took three tens and went, ah, style the way it go Juice Brown, probably in that ride, reactin' like A-Hole I don't want some bartenders, they bad like J-Lo Keep the can in like a timing tuck, pushin' Yayo Blow my head off, she deserve Chanel, Coco I got dirty bands, I'm gettin' my El Chapo I drive fast, I'm an A-Hole I got cash flow, bitch, droppin' the ash low Ride it like a lasso, for them men, it's Fuego Ha-ha-ha, give you a halo Head to neck, ready or not, me and Pluto, that's nice I drive fast, I style the way it go I got cash flow, bitch, droppin' the ash low Ride this shit like my last hoe Chop on me, I'm busy, ha-ha, give you a halo Head to neck, ready or not, me and Juice, that's nice