[Verse 1]
Pack So Loud in My Whip, I might Blow the Roof
Feel like James Bond in a suit in my Bentley Coupe
Car so fast in a race, I might rip the paint
Cuban link diamonds in my face, looking like the bank

[Brigde]
Woah (x16)

[Verse 2]
Bunch of Trojan condoms different flaves', bitch come get a taste
Talking homie got it on his waist, don't get outta place
Got this bitch acting out a scene, like she in a play
They don’t know how to get the plate, I'm a demonstrate

[Brigde]
Woah (x16)

[Verse 3]
Got my ex pulling on my chain, since I’m getting paid
Now that bitch wanna give me sugar like a candy cane
Give me brain, cause I've got stain, she could eat the pain
That’s your mans, I don’t fuck with lames, bitch I entertain

[Brigde]
Woah (x16)