[Chorus: Chavo]
Left the spot, forgot the strap, I had to double back
Louis Keepall, have you seen a hundred in a duffle bag?
Codeine got me talkin' like I’m Lil-, I ain't no mumble rapper (C'mon, kid)
The shit that I flew in will have your lungs collapsin’
Shit ain't change, I'll still be in the flame, and bring my gun and magic
Carats everywhere, I ain't no bunny rabbit
We stop in Mexico to make her tummy flatter

[Verse: Chavo]
He want a verse but he suck, I kindly decline 'cause I'm up
I got a four out of town that's clutch, and ridin' around with a slut
I put a pound on my dog, I’m throwin’ it up like corrupt
She want to go stay at the Trump, the room is deluxe
N***as gеt whacked, they assumin' it’s us
Catch you out eatin', wе shootin' the brunch
Pass you the rubber bands, I need a scrunchie
This money is all that I trust
I pick up the phone and I dial it, I'm callin’ your bluff
Bal Harbour, we shoppin' for hours, she fallin' in love
Assorment of drugs, I got the pills and the weed and the drank from the plug
Crib in the sticks, you can take a visit, these bitches know I ain't a scrub
We flew to Miami, she want to go tanning, her lil' heinie gettin' rubbed
I'm rollin' a spliff in the back of 11, you can find me in the club
I Zelled him the money for bags, overnight shippin', them packs gettin'
Throw that ass, I ain't passin' it up
Lot of cash, a stash of stuff
[?] suspicious, security put me in cuffs
Three bitches with me off of powder, get money like Puff
[Chorus: Chavo]
Left the spot, forgot the strap, I had to double back
Louis Keepall, have you seen a hundred in a duffle bag?
Codeine got me talkin' like I'm Lil-, I ain't no mumble rapper (C'mon, kid)
The shit that I flew in will have your lungs collapsin'
Shit ain't change, I'll still be in the flame, and bring my gun and magic
Carats everywhere, I ain't no bunny rabbit
We stop in Mexico to make her tummy flatter

[Verse 2: Highway]
I'm on the Purple Rain, 'cause I'm the Prince
I hit up LA for the wock, right now I'm (Yeah) puttin' up with the Trish
I did yellow golden diamonds, but I'm tired (Yeah) of gettin' pissed
You try me and [?], you gon' get tired of gettin' blitzed, uhh
You only see me in new shit
I'll throw this shit away if you see a piece of lint (Uh huh)
I keep a ho to get paid, you keep a ho so you can vent
Right now, it's money gettin' made, you'd think I found a way to rent it
Like nah, why you won't pop outside? It's been a minute (It's been a minute)
I'm in Miami, got the lo' 'cause [?] shitted ('Cause [?] shitted, mane)
I got top down with them diamonds and some pretty hoes (And them pretty hoes)
Jump off the stage to a check, this ain't my city, homie (Ain't my city, homie)
In my lane, I ain't worryin' 'bout nobody (Yeah)
I'm a hustlin' young n***a, imagin' me worryin' 'bout some money
I'll flash on one of these bitches tryna touch me
Imagine what I'd do if one of these n***as tryna be funny
[Chorus: Chavo]
Left the spot, forgot the strap, I had to double back
Louis Keepall, have you seen a hundred in a duffle bag?
Codeine got me talkin' like I'm Lil-, I ain't no mumble rapper (C'mon, kid)
The shit that I flew in will have your lungs collapsin'
Shit ain't change, I'll still be in the flame, and bring my gun and magic
Carats everywhere, I ain't no bunny rabbit
We stop in Mexico to make her tummy flatter