[Intro]
It's that motherfuckin' wave
Futurewave with the bomb, n***a
You already know, fly shit only
Forever
Forever and ever

[Verse 1]
Ayo
Rockin' fly gear, Fendi eyewear
Fuckin' black dimes with blonde hair, I shine like Times Square
Get lined here for your possessions, possess long weapons
Smith & Wesson's in the Bucktown section
"Duck Down" like the Black Moon record, they shoot reckless
Catch two in your necklace and get left naked
Slow neck from Alexis in a gold Lexus
Flow bando, cuttys overdose off the breakfast tester
You'll never measure, forever I style
My footwear is crocodile, you fuck n***as bacalao
Bow down or get found drowned
My sound's like a hot round to your crown, you motherfuckers clowns
Mad fruity, rockin' shit for the bitches
Pocket books and hair extensions, you'd sell your soul for attention
With the ink pen I've been a kingpin
Ill lawyer kept me out of Sing Sing, now we linkin'
[Chorus]
Gettin' to it is the object
Only rockin' fly shit
Fuckin' bad bitches in the process
My mind's on the profit, constant
I'm always cookin' up because they want shit
Yo
Gettin' to it is the object
Only rockin' fly shit
Fuckin' bad bitches in the process
My mind's on the profit, constant
Always cookin' up because they want shit

[Verse 2]
Ayo
Price goin' up, the shit I chef is high potent, got 'em wide open
N.Y. do or die slogan
Live wire like Logan in low clothing
Get it for the low, sell it for more, you know the motive
I need a pleasure boat by the ocean
In a different mode smokin', hoes treatin' me like a sultan
I'm still duckin' the po-po like Eric Snowden
Your shit generic like over-the-counter Motrin
This is opium and crack boulders in a loaded stem
Told to keep your eyes open, foes pose as friends
It's fucked up when your dog got cobra skin
You gotta cut some n***as off on the road to ends
True stils, I peel Benji bills frequent
Two hundred E pills keep 'em geekin', I pledge allegiance
To the bag, was livin' like a nomad
Before I had a plug and a slab, in lust with livin' it fast
Tools of the trade: gloves and a mask
Blast for the love of the cash, my n***a get the math
[Chorus]
Gettin' to it is the object
Only rockin' fly shit
Fuckin' bad bitches in the process
My mind's on the profit, constant
I'm always cookin' up because they want shit
Yo
Gettin' to it is the object
Only rockin' fly shit
Fuckin' bad bitches in the process
My mind's on the profit, constant
Always cookin' up because they want shit