[Intro: Arya Esi]
Hmmmmm woahhhhh
Heyyyyyy heyyyy
Heyyyyyy heyyyy

[Verse 1: Arya Esi]
One up for the haters
See you n***as later
I don't have a taste n***a
I like all flavors
What if I made paper?
What if I never dated her?
Give 'em what I want n***a
I'm my own waiter
"What about me, n***a, can you spare me?"
Nah, bitch you did me dirty
You can watch me for the free
I am not sorry
That just how it be
Watch me from the side
Somebody clean my sheets
Some bodies in the streets
Bad hobbies for the green
I gotta n***a locked up for a Tampa crime spree (Yuh)
Cash a check and watch the growth
No new friends that's how it goes
I can hit ya whole squad, watch that shit go down like dominoes

[Verse 2: Arya Esi]
Ohhhh, but you never wanna do
What we ever could have been
But we never could agree
With a guy like me and a girl like you
In a place like this with everybody in the scene
But that's just how it's meant to be
How can my friends turn into my worst just from one week?
Ohhh, or maybe it's me, maybe I need to change some things
I probably shouldn't care everything's just the same to me
Ohhh, maybe I need to change some things
I probably shouldn't care, everything's just the same to me

[Verse 3: Mehdi]
Ya'll thought I was gone, yeah, but n***a I just started
Makin' tackles left and right a n***a should get carded
I be eatin' pop tarts like it's breakfast club united
Roamin' 'round the streets lookin' blind, I'm near-sighted
Seeing things near to me like all of this cash
Seeing bitches round the world, damn is that a rash?
N***a, yeah, It's hot outside, look at where I live
But all I got is ice up on my pinky ring and wrist (now)

[Bridge: Arya Esi]
Pinky rings and finer things is all of what I got
Yeah bitch I'm a Persian king, you is just a thot
Run it up, run it up, run it up, stop
Count up the money then spend a whole lot
Count up the hundreds and hundreds of thousands
You cry like a baby then sit on an island and go

[Chorus: Arya]
You took my light then
You showed my life that it's
FatherPrime I take the whip
We share a drink, you take a sip
You hold it down 'cause you a clown
She said yes, n***a touchdown (AHH)

[Verse 4: Arya Esi]
Back it up, back it up, back it up, damn
You wanna run it but it's all in my hands
You wanna run it, the sky is the limit
This stub is my ticket so give me my viewing
It's 40 for seeing, and 50 the doing
And 60 for n***as who fck the whole "crew shit"
I been what I wanted and I touch what I have
So I turn around and look at everything that I grab
A new phone, a new mac, and a black iPad
A new supreme bookbag (I don't have that)
I'm more of a dog guy so I don't fck with cats
The type that'll smile at your face and then bite your ass
Do it 40 times in a row then run it back
(Wait am I still talking about cats?)
Nah, these the type of people that sit around in class
They stare at your face and then put you on blast
(Hold up, damn)

[Verse 5: Mehdi]
Pinky rings and wrist
I fck with yo bitch
Yo man, he a snitch
N***a be talkin', he don't own a Rari
He try to be like me, he don't got the money
Sharpen the mind like a pencil, circling around you a stencil
Wiggling sticklin' paralyze all ya women
Money comin' that's a rental
Actin' up like I'm a northern n***a
Double N, yeah, that's a double figure
N***a, yeah, it's hot outside, already said that shit
Don't be lookin' 'round me like you stay up at the ritz