Huh Money way, only way, y'know what I'm sayin'? Was up trappin' early She bad and boujee but whippin' a birdie My cup is so dirty (what) Your diamonds don't shine, my pinkie a 30 Pour up the pint, that's so clean The rims of the Bentley cost 14 Ain't doin' no talkin', the red beam My bitches perplexing, young nigga we flexin' So much green on my street like it's grove Made a lot of money on the road Now they book me 10k for a show Actavis in my drink I'ma pour, yeah Like connect-the-dots I'ma beat her box Beatin' off her fuckin' socks 30 gotta mop, shoot you look like chicken pox I been whippin' rocks Fiends and me, they sniffin' rocks I'm a trapstar, ayy Hope I don't crash, do the dash in a NASCAR Aye, really is a fast car It's a movie just like Pixar, movie just like Pixar Get shot out turn your ass to clip-art Yeah turn you ass to clip-art, boy you is a retard On the go just like a go-cart Makin' art just like Mozart, art just like Mozart Yeah Early mornin' trappin', early mornin' trappin' Early mornin' trappin', early mornin' trappin' Early mornin' trappin' Was up trappin' early She bad and boujee but whippin' a birdie My cup is so dirty (what) Your diamonds don't shine, my pinkie a 30 Pour up the pint, that's so clean The rims of the Bentley cost 14 Ain't doin' no talkin', the red beam My bitches perplexing, young nigga we flexin' So much green on my street like it's grove Made a lot of money on the road Now they book me 10k for a show Actavis in my drink I'ma pour, yeah Pull up with Trippie Pull off with your bitch, put dick in her kidneys Pour Ac' and I'm sippin' These niggas in line to get to the milli AP two-tone, she suckin' my dick, wanna fuck wit my ice on (ice on) I'm sending her right home (huh) (What?) She bad and boujee but whippin' a birdie My cup is so dirty You niggas is fraud, your diamonds is blurry I'm trappin' the 30 I don't do no cap Racks all in the cabinet They was hatin', I was rackin', stackin', and relaxin' Broke dreams might get a hundred bands now I'm ridin' round in the Lamb' She bad and boujee, I'm makin' movies, might fuck a bitch on camera I need a Fanta and got served I might just hop out the Vert She wanna hop out her skirt That's when she poppin' the Perc Was up trappin' early She bad and boujee but whippin' a birdie My cup is so dirty (what) Your diamonds don't shine, my pinkie a 30 Pour up the pint, that's so clean The rims of the Bentley cost 14 Ain't doin' no talkin', the red beam My bitches perplexing, young nigga we flexin' So much green on my street like it's grove Made a lot of money on the road Now they book me 10k for a show Actavis in my drink I'ma pour, yeah