text: Woo, yeah
  Woah , yeah
  I get the guap, thats the truth , yeah
  I get to God, thats the truth , yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 
  Okay, I came in with a whole nother plan , damn
  Okay, I came in with some whole different bands , damn
  Yeah, I feel like Im the man, ooh 
  Ooh, I feel like Im the one, ooh 
  I fuck your bitch and my diamonds they VVS so that shit shine like the sun, yeah
  These niggas mad at me, okay
  Its cool, I dont even fuck with these boys 
  Silencer on my gun, yeah
  I dont even fuck with no noise, yeah
  Tell me what you gonna do about it cause I had to go get all the money 
  That girl aint want me before, I think that shit funny 
  Stack up the bands to the top, Im the man 
  I got guap, these niggas all be fans , yeah
  I had to go out
  I had to put my dick right in her mouth
  I had to go out
  I had to show these boys what its about
  This is not the hokey-pokey, my Glock it got pokeys on it
  Thats a knife, got an AK-47
  Came with the MAC-10 and the MAC-11
  SRT, it do not got no traction
  Sauce, sauce, sauce, Im a boss, boss, boss
  I will knock you off way before you get off
  I keep it two Virgils, whip that white until its off 
  I keep it two Virgils, whip that white until its off 
  Whip it up, whip it up, whip it up, uh 
  Balmain zipper, yeah, I zip it up, uh 
  Whip it up, whip it up, whip it up, uh 
  Balmain zipper, yeah, I zip it up, uh 
  Blickyd up, blickyd up, blickyd up, yeah 
  That be the Glock, I could clip it up, yeah 
  Fuck the dirt, bury my heart in the sand
  Cause Im on the beach and I got a plan , yeah
  Im on the beach and I got a plan , yeah
  And I could tell that she got a man 
  Give me the racks, I go 
  Cheeri-Cheerio 
  You dont want me to reach my goals 
  I reach, I reach my goals 
  Too much swag, cant flop 
  I dont flop, I float 
  She got all hands on deck 
  Like Im on the boat 
  Give me the racks, I go 
  Cheeri-Cheerio 
  You dont want me to reach my goals 
  I reach, I reach my goals 
  Too much swag, cant flop 
  I dont flop, I float 
  She got all hands on deck 
  Like Im on the boat
  These niggas pussy, OBGYN
  Money comin fast, I cant dine in 
  Put your back, put your spine up in it 
  Get the racks in and then mind my business 
  No more back and forth, I aint playin tennis 
  Money so heavy, Im flexin like fitness
  Aw shit, that nigga just bit me 
  Stole my swag, didnt even say pretty 
  Please, float on the beat with plenty ease 
  Im the shit like a park and geese 
  And they bite like they teething
  Bottom of my feet red, they bleeding
  You dont got my money ready, Im leaving 
  Every season Adamn season 
  Get on the beat with a switch and beat it 
  Get on the beat and I mistreat it 
  On the track with Lil Uzi
  Rest in peace Jay Uzi 
  When this shit drop its a movie, yeah 
  My family the reason why I do it, yeah 
  Mars the reason why I do it, yeah 
  Tyler the reason why I do it 
  Yeah, Maurice the reason why I do it, yeah 
  Faye the reason why I do it, yeah 
  Money got my pockets feeling bloated 
  Get the racks instead, dont show it 
  Shoutout to Roseland, I was chosen 
  Money old, Betty White girls golden 
  Im in the slot, like a token 
  These niggas Buzz, call em locust 
  How you hate from a Ford Focus? 
  I dont know, that sound crazy 
  Chicago raised me 
  And it made me 
  Im a Halsted baby 
  Roseland baby
  Niggas bite, they got rabies 
  Diamonds dancin, Patrick Swayze
  This my time, I cannot be lazy
  Give me the racks, I go 
  Cheeri-Cheerio 
  You dont want me to reach my goals 
  I reach, I reach my goals 
  Too much swag, cant flop 
  I dont flop, I float 
  She got all hands on deck 
  Like Im on the boat 
  Give me the racks, I go 
  Cheeri-Cheerio 
  You dont want me to reach my goals 
  I reach, I reach my goals 
  Too much swag, cant flop 
  I dont flop, I float 
  She got all hands on deck 
  Like Im on the boat