text: All I ever wanted was the bitches and the fame 
  But instead I got a hundred thousand and a range
  Bitch ass nigga talking
  Fah fah fah you say my name
  Bitch ass nigga talking
  Fah fah fah, aim at your brain 
  Bitch this rari go two hundred
  Stay up in yo lane
  Hold on som wrong with de rari
  Som wrong with de rari skrt
  Som wrong with dis rari skrt skrt
  Som wrong with dis rari skrt skrt
  Som wrong with dis rari skkrtt
  Som wrong with dis rari skrt
  All I ever wanted was a mil 
  Steak and lobster meals 
  Counting out a mil 
  Actavis, crack the seal 
  All my diamonds teal 
  All my diamonds real 
  My bitch eyes they be teal, white bitch, white bitch white bitch
  Two choppas feeling little 
  Told that hoe my name was David 
  Ima Copperfield
  None of my choppas is regular
  All of your choppas is regular
  None of my choppas is registered
  All of your choppas is federal
  You is a snitch
  All I ever wanted was the bitches and the fame
  But instead I got a hundred thousand and a range
  Bitch ass nigga talking
  Fah fah fah, you say my name
  Bitch ass nigga talking
  Fah fah fah aim at your brain 
  Bitch this rari go two hundred
  Stay up in yo lane
  Hold on som wrong with de rari
  Som wrong with dis rari skrt
  Som wrong with dis rari skrt skrt
  Som wrong with dis rari skrt skrt
  Som wrong with dis rari skkrtt
  Som wrong with dis rari
  Som wrong with dis rari
  Its too fast, Im sorry
  Sellin them drugs, no bargain
  Think they tap my phone, dont call me
  Twelve gon pull me over
  Sandwich bags in the glove compartment
  They say why you got all this
  I said Im bout to have a party
  They found thirty thousand
  I said bitch Im an artist
  Soon as he went to give me a ticket
  Boom, pulled out the forty
  Bitch we shooting at twelve
  Bitch we shooting at twelve
  Bitch we shooting at twelve
  Bitch we shooting at twelve
  Choppa a give you hell
  Its big as Nerlens Noel
  I member when I was eleven
  My bro was trapping at twelve
  Thats back when we had a curfew
  Had to come in the house at twelve
  Get them drugs through FedEx
  No send back address on the mail
  All I ever wanted was the bitches and the fame
  But instead I got a hundred thousand and a range
  Bitch ass nigga talking
  Fah fah fah, you say my name
  Bitch ass nigga talking
  Fah fah fah), aim at your brain 
  Bitch this rari go two hundred
  Stay up in yo lane
  Hold on som wrong with de rari
  Som wrong with dis rari
  Som wrong with dis rari
  Som wrong with dis rari
  Som wrong with dis rari
  Som wrong with dis rari