text: The fuck popping, Pablo?
  You know what it is
  Gang
  Chopper on me and you know that bitch folded
  Pistol on me and you know that bitch loaded
  Living my life just like everything golden
  When I say that, Im talking bout the Rollie
  Nigga talk shit, put a hole in him slowly
  Then I bag his bitch, fuck on that bitch slowly
  Said you getting money, then you gotta show me
  Know Im a VLONE thug, bitch, Im so lonely
  Check it out, diamonds shine in the dark
  Water ring look like VOSS
  Fuck her once, break her heart
  Skate on that girl like my name Tony Hawk
  Had the swag from the start, had the shit in my car
  Duck, I aim with the Moss-
  Berg, so cold that my watch made me cough
  I aint never took a loss, keep it a hundred, of course
  I pulled out that Lamb, no Honda Accord
  Ill fuck your bitch and then Ill hit record
  I took the Xan and then Ill hit the snore
  Walk on the dead, bitch, I trip on the corpse
  Counting the bands, but yall mentioning Forbes
  It felt like just yesterday, I was poor
  Wake up, Im swagging in Christian Dior
  Im dressing like I was Zoboomafoo
  Got lions and snakes on my Gucci shoes
  Poured up a deuce, I rolled up a blunt or two
  Your bitch wanna fuck when she come through
  Sensei busting up bricks, I do kung-fu
  Good aim when shooting, Im hunting you
  Caught a cold from my ice, ah-choo
  All black Ghost pull up, peek-a-boo
  Im smoking that platinum cookies, thats the best
  I got the juice, I pour up that Hitech
  Four pockets full, looking like thigh pads
  Talking that gangsta shit, no, you aint bout that
  Hoodrich, I keep the strap in my Louis bag
  Fuck on your bitch, give her back, Im through with that
  Filthy rich like the sewer, dont hang with no rats
  Designer my fashion, Im still sippin Act
  Uh, check it out, check it out, check it, I check it
  Give me that pussy and watch how I wreck it
  Hundred thousand I just spent on my necklace
  My big booty bitches share a crib in Texas
  I used to hit scams and crack cards off the Nexus
  I used to ride deep with my gang in the Lexus
  I love all my women, Boat never a sexist
  I prefer em sexy, all colors, Im with it
  Im dressin like I never had money
  Fuckin like I never had bunnies
  And Im buckin like I never had trainin
  I mean Magic, we got that bitch straight rainin
  Not even legal
  Not even legal, my whip Don Cheadle
  In the lot, do donuts, Knievel
  Next nigga hate, Ima pay their tuition
  Cause Im really havin this paper
  Young nigga hittin them capers
  Im like Kobe with the Lakers
  Never switch up on my squad 
  Had to buy a crib for the garage
  Got a triple threat, thats a ménage
  Her and her friend gave my dick a massage
  Just fucked a bitch named Indigo
  Ball like I play for the Florida State Seminoles
  Im dressing like I was Zoboomafoo
  Got lions and snakes on my Gucci shoes
  Poured up a deuce, I rolled up a blunt or two
  Your bitch wanna fuck when she come through
  Sensei busting up bricks, I do kung-fu
  Good aim when shooting, Im hunting you
  Caught a cold from my ice, ah-choo
  All black Ghost pull up, peek-a-boo 
  Im smoking that platinum cookies, thats the best
  I got the juice, I pour up that Hitech
  Four pockets full, looking like thigh pads
  Talking that gangsta shit, no, you aint bout that Hoodrich
  I keep the strap in my Louis bag
  Fuck on your bitch, give her back, Im through with that
  Filthy rich like the sewer, dont hang with no rats
  Designer my fashion, Im still sippin Act