Intro:

Yea my sprite came in clean
I drip like the cover of a magazine
Try to be cool, don't make a scene
Try to be cool, off this lean
I do this shit for my momma, my team
I do this shit for the gang, not me

Hook:

I'm doing too much, bitch I'm extra
I'm having too much shit, got extras
I'm having too much drank, got extra
I'm having too much weed, got extra
I'm having too much money, got extra
They want pressure, I got extra
I'm having too many bitches, got extras
Shawty want Chanelli, she get extra
Talk bout fly shit, I do extra
Talk bout fresh shit, I do extra
Backwood with shit, can't you smell it
That n***a a snitch, yea he tellin
Most of my partners extra
Most of my jackets cost a lot, they extra
Molly poppers a lot, on some fiend shit
I like to do everything to perfection
My diamonds rockstar, brighter than heaven
I pour a sprite in a cup from 7 Eleven
I got a pound on the mf scale, but I ain't have to weigh it, I know it's heavy
Verse 1:

I got yo hoe on the way to my spot, I ain't have to say nothing and she brought her friends
I'm on the way to the bank and I'm cashing right out lil bitch I'm walking out with them bands
Some of my jeans retired and some of my jeans are straight from France
I been pouring straight out of the pint I gotta sit down can't stand
We been going in all night man so we can't feel it
Yea my weed so loud n***a pass me the lighter I can't even hear what you saying

Hook:

I'm doing too much, bitch I'm extra
I'm having too much shit, got extras
I'm having too much drank, got extra
I'm having too much weed, got extra
I'm having too much money, got extra
They want pressure, I got extra
I'm having too many bitches, got extras
Shawty want Chanelli, she get extra
Talk bout fly shit, I do extra
Talk bout fresh shit, I do extra
Backwood with shit, can't you smell it
That n***a a snitch, yea he tellin
Most of my partners extra
Most of my jackets cost a lot, they extra
Molly poppers a lot, on some fiend shit
I like to do everything to perfection
My diamonds rockstar, brighter than heaven
Verse 2:

We gotta whole lotta drank, won't stretch it
I got a lot on my plate, won't stress it
I gotta stay away from hoes, it's messy
Even if I buy you clothes, don't text me
Yea I'm the shit in my (?)
I work all damn day, lemme check my schedule
Shawty gon slide, go sledding
I been giving em swag, yes I'm a professor
Let em have all the extras
Girl this is my movie, they all extras
They ain't nobody special
I'm booted up off X, baby I thought my heart done stopped
These n***as keep on dropping music, I'm just pouring up drop
These n***as think they swag like me, somebody tell a lil boy "stop"
I buy a new truck it's way too geeked, yea I used to walk to the bus stop
I spent 2500 just to wear these sneaks', so I ain't even flexing right now
And that lil bit of drank won't put me to sleep, I think I need extra right now

Hook:

I'm doing too much, bitch I'm extra
I'm having too much shit, got extras
I'm having too much drank, got extra
I'm having too much weed, got extra
I'm having too much money, got extra
They want pressure, I got extra
I'm having too many bitches, got extras
Shawty want Chanelli, she get extra
Talk bout fly shit, I do extra
Talk bout fresh shit, I do extra
Backwood with shit, can't you smell it
That n***a a snitch, yea he tellin
Most of my partners extra
Most of my jackets cost a lot, they extra
Molly poppers a lot, on some fiend shit
I like to do everything to perfection
My diamonds rockstar, brighter than heaven
I pour a sprite in a cup from 7 Eleven
I got a pound on the mf scale, but I ain't have to weigh it, I know it's heavy