[Hook]
Hopped out the Porsche, who the fuck could it be?
Hi-C the G.O.A.T, all these hoes getting creased
BAPEs-BAPEs on my feet and Evisu the jeans
Broke ass n***a never seen a hundred G's
Fake trap n***a, boy, you never seen a P
Walked in the mall, up a whole twenty piece
Talk to me nice, bitch, or don't talk to me
Playing with your nose, broke bitch, you a fiend

[Reprise]
(SGT-HI-C)
Yeah
I ain't goin' back to bein' broke
I ain't goin' back to bein' broke
I ain't goin', I ain't goin'
I-I ain't goin', I ain't goin'
I ain't goin', I ain't goin'
I-I ain't goin', I ain't goin' (Heaven or Hell)
I ain't goin' (Let's rock), I ain't goin'

[Verse]
Yеah
I-I ain't goin' back to bein' broke
Hit first, pass the bitch to my bros
Bitch got good brain, honor roll
N***a goin' out so pitiful
Put his hands on his bitch, got еxposed
Rick-Ricky O shell toes
Kickin' shit like I'm in a dojo
Pockets fat like sumo
Ol-old school hot rod, inferno
Old school Monte-Monte Carlo
Big wheels sittin' on 24"
Redeye, hit the-hit the turbo
Let's go, let-let's go
Let's go, let-let's go
Let's go, let-let's go
She say I'm a jerk, I don't dance
Bih from Brazil and my jeans from Japan
Fli-flight first class, pour a four when we land
Fo-four pockets full with them big rubber bands
Stuck to the script, bitch, I stuck to the plan
Ice bright as hell, leave you blind from a glance
Chain like the sun, shit might give you a tan
High off them stamps, got my eyes in a slant
I don't even try, I just swag on the beat
Top-top from a freak, then I'm gone, keep it brief
"Hi-C, you broke", what the fuck do you mean?
Gold-gold cap shrooms in the tea got me geeked
So high up, outer space, out of reach
Get to the bag, how to swag, I can teach
Boy broke as hell, you a bum, you a leech
K-KD of za in the Wood and it reek
Came with the sheets, not the type that you read
Tab on my tongue, now I'm too high to speak
Tat-tats on my skin, inked up to the brink
Fuck how you feel, n***a, fuck what you think
Hop out the Porsche, who the fuck could it be?
Hi-C the G.O.A.T, all these hoes getting creased
BAPE-BAPEs on my feet and Evisu the jeans
Broke ass n***as never seen a hundred G's
Fake trap n***a, boy, you never seen a P
Walked in the mall, up a whole twenty piece
Talk to me nice, bitch, or don't talk to me
Playing with your nose, broke bitch, you a fiend
Hit after hit, damn, my sound so unique
Sniff after sniff up your nose 'til it bleed
Bitch daddy rich, she spending all his money
On them fake ass tits, BBL surgeries
Finna wrap it up, bitch, you not burnin' me
Car-car push to start, I do not turn a key
Wrist worth a brick, damn, my watch worth a key
Hi-C, I'm the shit, these rap n***as can't compete
No, lil bro, you cannot get a feat
Fake ass drank, no, you not serving me
Bullets fly like birds and they sing like me
Big-big ass chop and it sing do-re-mi
Pull up to the scene, Chrome Heart white tee
All I do is get guap, fuck hoes, and repeat
All I do is get guap, fuck hoes, make 'em leave
Geek-geeked on the shroom, now my thoughts so serene
Let's go, let-let's go
Let's go, let's go