Niggas, man, used to be over at Makavel' crib
Wet, with no electricity, windows open
Eatin' cereal out the box, man, slapbox (alright)

Yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (alright)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (fuck it up, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (4 PM alright)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (fuck it up, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (fuck it up, alright, woah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)

Them bodies dropped, I'm bored
Got two dollars in the vault
Applaud you like I'm
Bad hoes, you can't afford
This shit here, I just bought
That's why I'm still on tour
I hit it till it's sore, I'm the leader of the board (I get down to the core)
Don't give no fuck about Forbes
Got cash and I hold some more
She so fine, oh my God

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Holy moly, my bitch advanced
She break the rules, I pay the funds
She got a Birkin, she wanted more
It made the cut, you was smokin' out a lot
Just like my hoes can't waste no time
I'm a young nigga, got a lemon and lime fit
Thirty eight thousand, don't fly, bitch
Everything I touch like Midas
Just put blood on all my dimes, on Stockholms by my side
Bitch, my don't lie, look at my boys put mud on ice
I love a bitch that blow my mind, yeah
So you don't skeet it, ain't nothing feisty ain't no more
Oh, oh, oh

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Them bodies dropped, I'm bored
Got two dollars in the vault
Applaud you like I'm
Bad hoes, you can't afford
This shit here, I just bought
That's why I'm still on tour
I hit it till it's sore, I'm the leader of the board (I get down to the core)
Don't give no fuck about Forbes
Got cash and I hold some more
She so fine, oh my God

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah