Going down, it's going down Going down, it's going down, huh Oh my God, shawty thick she Oh my God, yeah, yeah Going down, it's going down, hey Oh my God shawty thick she Oh my God, yeah, ay Oh my God, shawty thick she-

I give it all that I got I get the cash and I flip it (yeah) I fuck the baddest bitches Young nigga scrape that pot (huh) Yeah, skrrt out the lot (huh) Life been movin' so fast Yeah, spend this cash (aye) I just been getting to my bag (huh) I just been

Bow, nigga, bow From the cradle to the grave, I'ma put in work Tell me how it's gonna be Yeah, uh-huh All year long bruh, stuck up in my zone all by my lonesome Pay the role my dues, I brought my own funds When it's time to war I brought my own guns

All you gotta do, now I had a dream Crazy dream, uh-huh Anything I wanted to know Any place I needed to go Hear my song Yeah, people don't you listen now?

Beast mode (yeah) Go beast mode Ballin' so hard, yeah they think I got the cheat code (huh) I got the cheat code Spent two bands on some mothafuckin' jeans hoe Those is Mike Amiri jeans though Yeah, bad little bitch, yeah she came from Puerto Rico Yeah,

When you hear the... it's on When you hear that.. it's on Alchemist - fuck is the deal nigga? Uh-huh, yeah.. Yeah.. when you hear the.. P yeah you heard of him, big ignorant chains and sports cars Gallons of Bacardi, been at the awards

Red bottom kicks I feel like stomping in here (Ya dig) New space coupe feel like a martian in here (Yeah) Fuck a protest let's start a moshpit No oatmeal and grits I'm eating cod fish in here (Uh-huh) Fuck a protest let's start a moshpit (Fuck a protest)

Don't talk to me, nuh-uh (Nuh-uh) Don't stare at me, nuh-uh (Ooh) Yeah, I done glowed up (Chyeah) Then I fucked your bitch, uh-huh (Uh-huh) What's your name? Lil Pump (Brrt) Told that bitch shut up (Chyeah) I drink a lotta lean (Ooh), pop a lotta pills

Bitch, I'm a boss (I'm a boss) I plan the shots (huh) I call the calls (huh) We in this bitch It’s goin’ down Yeah, I'm the king Now where my mufuckin’ crown? Bitch I'm a boss (huh) If you a boss, you a boss

Nothing can stop Uh huh, oh yeah From the bells of St Mary To the Count of Monte Cristo The sins of Memphisto Sally used to play with her hula hoops Now she tells her problems to therapy groups Grampa's on the front lawn staring at a rake Wondering if