[Pre-Chorus]
Lil' boy, you ain't slime (Yeah, yeah, been goin' through some shit)
Lil' boy, you ain't slime (Yeah, yeah, been goin' through some things, slatt)
Lil' boy, you ain't slime (Yeah, yeah been goin' through some cash)
Lil' boy, you ain't slime (Yeah, yeah been goin' through some cash)
Lil' boy, you ain't slime (Yeah, yeah been goin' through some cash)
Lil' boy, you ain't slime (Yeah, yeah been goin' through some cash)

[Chorus]
Huh, we 'bout to hit L— (Yeah)
We 'bout to hit LV (Yeah)
We 'bout to walk in the mall, got the money, and spend it all right on the fit
Yeah, got fifties and hunnid's and twenties, yeah, come on and dirty your money with me (Let's go)
Yeah, we been ridin' 'round Balenciaga, my lil' buddy poppin' at shit for a fee (Skrr-skrr-skrr)
Yea we be ridin' 'round popping this molly, been sippin' on muddy, yeah, as you can see (Let's go)
Pourin' a brick, I might pour up some purp, I pop me a perc then we go out to see (Let's go)
Yeah, just bodied that bitch from the back, I might hit from the back, I might let her go scream (Yeah)
I might just run up this money, I know that they cappin' 'cause everything ain't what it seems

[Post-Chorus]
Go ahead and just spend all them racks (Yeah)
Go ahead and just throw me that ass (The ass)
Go ahead and just throw me that bag (Let's go)
Go ahead and just throw me the strap (Yeah)
Go ahead and just do what you can (Ooh-ooh)
Go ahead and just do what we do
Go ahead and just do what we do (Yeah)
Go ahead and just do what we do (Let's go)
Got my muddy, yeah, two times two
[Verse]
Got a G65, got a flu (Skrr)
And all of my money been blue (Yeah)
You been cappin', yeah that's just you (You)
Yeah, nobody never knew you (They didn't)
You just pay for them likes and them views (That's sad)
And I hope you don't get it confused (No-no)
'Cause my brother been poppin' them blues
We gon' beat your ass outta' ya' shoes (Yeah)
Don't confuse, 'cause we takin' 'em too (Yeah)
Don't confuse, 'cause I'm tapped in too (Yeah)
Yeah, brother, he pull up wit' tools (Yeah)
And my brother, he pull up wit' tools (Yeah)
And my brother, he pull up wit' tools (Yeah)
And my brother, he pull up and shoot (Yeah)
And my brother, he pull up and shoot (Yeah)
And my brother, he pull up and shoot (Oh, yeah)
I could feel the airplane while I board (Oh, yeah)
This a brand new Rolls Royce car (Oh, yeah)
Don't you know, that's not hard (Ugh)
But yeah, I chrome my heart (Yeah)
But yeah, I just fuck wit' my heart (Yeah)
But yeah, I just broke your heart (Oh, yeah)
We flyin', yes, we flyin' far (Oh, yeah)
On kid's, yeah, these kids is retard' (Oh, yeah)
I'm tellin' ya', this is not hard (Oh, yeah)
I'm tellin' ya', this is my car (Oh, yeah)
And I'm tellin' ya', this is my whore
And I'm tellin' ya', this my Dior (Oh, yeah)
And I'm tellin' ya', this is my Porsche (Oh, yeah)
But you knew that already of course
You just sit right there, overdose in your corpse (I'm just playin', yeah)
[Pre-Chorus]
Lil' boy, you ain't slime (Yeah, yeah, been goin' through some shit)
Lil' boy, you ain't slime (Yeah, yeah, been goin' through some things, slatt)
Lil' boy, you ain't slime (Yeah, yeah been goin' through some cash)
Lil' boy, you ain't slime (Yeah, yeah been goin' through some cash)
Lil' boy, you ain't slime (Yeah, yeah been goin' through some cash)
Lil' boy, you ain't slime (Yeah, yeah been goin' through some cash)

[Chorus]
Huh, we 'bout to hit L— (Yeah)
We 'bout to hit LV (Yeah)
We 'bout to walk in the mall, got the money, and spend it all right on the fit
Yeah, got fifties and hunnid's and twenties, yeah, come on and dirty your money with me (Let's go)
Yeah, we been ridin' 'round Balenciaga, my lil' buddy poppin' at shit for a fee (Skrr-skrr-skrr)
Yea we be ridin' 'round popping this molly, been sippin' on muddy, yeah, as you can see (Let's go)
Pourin' a brick, I might pour up some purp, I pop me a perc then we go out to see (Let's go)
Yeah, just bodied that bitch from the back, I might hit from the back, I might let her go scream (Yeah)
I might just run up this money, I know that they cappin' 'cause everything ain't what it seems

[Post-Chorus]
Go ahead and just spend all them racks (Yeah)
Go ahead and just throw me that ass (The ass)
Go ahead and just throw me that bag (Let's go)
Go ahead and just throw me the strap (Yeah)
Go ahead and just do what you can (Ooh-ooh)
Go ahead and just do what we do
Go ahead and just do what we do
Go ahead and just do what we do
Got my muddy, yeah, two times two