I spent a grip on a Gucci fit, I used one time, to fuck a groupie bitch
I'm in a fast life, I'm used to this, did I say fast life? Huh, I’ma drive the foreign like Fast 5
R.I.P Paul Walker, drugs got me moon walkin', If you fuck with my money, you can catch a headshot
We don’t do no leg shots, you gon' rob who? I got it on me, nigga good luck, ayy
Balenciaga with the Off-White, got it tucked, pretty nigga still got a semi on me, let it bust, hey
Nigga you a ho, put you on the floor, I feel like Shaquille in the paint throwin' ’bows
19 and I got more money than your dad bitch, layin' down the laws on my crib, I'm yo' dad bitch
You looking at my homie in the corner, that's my savage, If you actin' up then you gon' catch some from his ratchet
Ooh, grrah, grrah, grrah, let 'em have it, Rockstar still got the gang bang tactics
You don't gotta ride for me, No Limit on my side with me, they'll let it fly for me, they blow that .45 for me, yeah
Keep your eyes up, keep your eyes up, keep your eyes up, keep your eyes up
Keep your guns up, keep your guns up, keep your guns up, keep your guns up
Keep your funds up, keep your funds up, keep your funds up, keep your funds up
Be a stunna, be a stunna, be a stunna, be a stunna (A stunna)