[Intro: Masn USA & RIVEN]
You got a chop up this MAC, I will not, beatin' his shit, like a [?]
Put you on dirt, lil' n***a, I'm takin' his money, this shit get magic
Puttin' on top all these [pickles?]
If he's talkin' money, you speakin' my language
I'ma get hot like a flame, I shoot for the stars, yeah, you know I'ma bank it
I'ma get hot like a flame, I shoot for the stars, yeah, you know I'ma bank it
Fuck it, I'm postin' u—
Oh, oh, yeah
Yeah

[Verse 1: RIVEN]
Bitch, I pop some molly, money, yeah, it's callin'
Got some racks, I'm walkin', I'on do no talkin' (Ooh)
We can get to business, I can see your weakness (Yeah)
I flex like it's fitness, flexin' on the weekend

[Verse 2: Masn USA]
Yeah, my arm robotic
[?] it get bionic
I-I-I was off the molly, yеah, but no more, I just tried it, huh
Yeah, was tryna keep a piеce, but start the violence
Yeah, on molly, put it on, start the riot
Yeah, fight like a bad ho, yeah, connected all the plugs
Ice on watch, like all the cables
Been sellin' dope next, Sthepen Jacob, I got [Mary's?]
On a yacht, n***a, the captain wit' the molly, drugs on table
Watch how I'm flexin', get the tables to turn up in my favour
Yeah, [?], I'll see ya later, yeah
Came in this bitch and I'm flexin', the pictures [?] up, they were just haters
Yeah, you got a chop up this MAC, I will not, beatin' his shit, like a [?]
Put you on dirt, lil' n***a, I'm takin' his money, this shit get magic
Puttin' on top all these [pickles?]
If he's talkin' money, you speakin' my language
I'ma get hot like a flame, I shoot for the stars, yeah, you know I'ma bank it
I'ma get hot like a flame, I shoot for the stars, yeah, you know I'ma bank it
[Verse 3: RIVEN]
Fuck it, I'm pourin' some up
I feel like a Trapstar, bitch, I'm rollin' it up
Can't trust a soul, I'm keepin' it up, I got my racks, when I get up, yeah
Yo' bitch, yeah, you can have her, yeah
You don't got no story (Oh), yeah
This shit can get gory
I count up my racks, they go up like ten stories

[Outro: RIVEN]
Ooh, oh (Ah)
Ooh, oh (Ah)