text: Yeah, serve more dope, one liter, yeah 
  Serve my dope, my heater, yeah 
  Sleepin on the floor with my heater, yeah 
  Sleepin in the house with my heater, yeah 
  Sleepin in the house with my beater, yeah 
  Sleepin in the house with my people, yeah 
  Sleepin in the house with my diva, yеah 
  Sleepin on the floor with my hеater , yeah 
  Fillin up dope, one liter , yeah 
  Fillin up dope, one liter , yeah 
  Servin my dope in wife beaters , yeah 
  Servin my dope in wife beaters , yeah 
  Mama, mama , Caesars, woo 
  Im gettin fly like a eagle, woo 
  I wear more Gucci than Gucci, woo 
  All of this money, Im moody, woo 
  All of this money, Im moody, woo 
  Getting my vici, my Venchy, Im rulin 
  Yeah, yeah, money and power and sex, yeah 
  Cut up my rings with baguettes, yeah 
  Drinkin on syrup, hit the net, yeah 
  Swish, swish, yeah, yeah 
  Havin-Im havin somethin to do with that bitch that you be cuddlin with 
  Out the South of France, I got different cultures suckin on me 
  I was poppin Xans, servin that dope and bought me a company 
  I try OxyContin and wash the cash at the laundry 
  I be livin in luxu-luxury in different countries 
  I got bitches beggin-beggin me in different continents 
  I could never cuff a-cuff a bitch who never honor me 
  I would never trust her, only judge off what she done for me 
  Ice got me glistenin like ocean, no, yeah, yeah 
  I already smashed her up, now, Baby Pluto hittin that nana 
  Made her count that money, so much money, she look cockeyed 
  Fuck on her Snapchat, like, Baby girl, this gon go viral 
  Mama, mama , Caesars, woo 
  Im gettin fly like a eagle , woo 
  I wear more Gucci than Gucci , woo 
  All of this money, Im moody , woo 
  All of this money, Im moody , woo 
  Getting my vici, my Venchy , Im rulin 
  Yeah, yeah, money and power and sex, yeah 
  Cut up my rings with baguettes, yeah 
  Drinkin on syrup, hit the net, yeah 
  Swish, swish, yeah, yeah 
  So many fuckin bands, woulda thought this shit was counterfeit 
  Pull up, some new Balenci, NUMBER INE, this shit my counter fit 
  So many different vibes, beggin me, just tryna suck my dick
  Im Baby Pluto , pockets, they big like a sumo 
  Pockets, they fat like its glucose 
  I brought a Phantom, a new Ghost 
  Got some new beef, then that boy roast 
  Up out the bread and that boy toast 
  No, these niggas dont wanna talk, though 
  I put some touch on my earlobes 
  You know 12, they knockin at the front door 
  I had to run out the motherfuckin back door 
  Pullin up right there, right there in the two-door, woah 
  Bye-bye, toodles 
  Ill kick the shit like its judo 
  Walk on the beat, only two toes
  Pull up, a double M truck and its two-tone 
  Two bitches, they stay with me
  You know Im a dog, I stay with two redbones 
  Two white cups, thats the Styrofoam 
  High off of pills, talk with two phones 
  Look at them two bitches that was with me
  Both suckin, I get two domes 
  I aint gon lie, motherfucker get too gone
  Motherfucker get way too gone 
  Young boy nigga gettin too much money 
  I might as well go buy two homes, yeah 
  Sleepin on the floor with my heater , yeah 
  Fillin up dope, one liter , yeah 
  Fillin up dope, one liter , yeah 
  Servin my dope in wife beaters , yeah 
  Servin my dope in wife beaters , woo, woo 
  Mama, mama , Caesars, woo, woo 
  Im gettin fly like a eagle, woo 
  I wear more Gucci than Gucci, woo 
  All of this money, Im moody, woo 
  All of this money, Im moody, woo 
  Getting my vici, my Venchy, Im rulin 
  Yeah, yeah, money and power and sex, yeah 
  Cut up my rings with baguettes, yeah 
  Drinkin on syrup, hit the net, yeah 
  Swish, swish, yeah, yeah