[Intro]
When they see it (Oh)
You won't believe it (Oh)
Yeah (Pasto Flocco, yeah)

[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, I'm going up, n***a, I'm so hot, yeah
Backin' up the flocco, yeah, I'm sprayin' at the opps
I'm the last real n***a, yes, no more in stock
And I'm speedin' on you n***as, yeah
So you better catch up

[Chorus]
Gettin' money, so I had to flex up
Do the dash on you n***as to the top, catch up
Yeah I'm flexin' on these n***as, flexin' like a wrestler
Butterfly doors, yeah, hop up in the Tesla
I get to the money, the cake
I break a n***a like a vase, I blast a n***a in his face
We straight at that n***a, we straight him like a brace
My n***as all coming, you know we not runnin'
The hollows, they goin' straight through his face
Why you talking that shit? My n***as, they coming
The choppa gon' spray a n***a like Mace, yeah

[Verse 1]
You don't need me, every situation you exaggerate
I need a bag today, we get the cash today
I hit a jugg today, oh, it's the facts today
.30 splash in his face, yeah
Burner on me, yeah, choppa hit him in his face
Michael Jordan, fade away
Oh-oh, you know that I'm versatile
Just give me your number, I dial
Smoke that boy like a Black and Mild
I pull up and air it out
[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, I'm going up, n***a, I'm so hot, yeah
Backin' up the flocco, yeah, I'm sprayin' at the opps
I'm the last real n***a, yes, no more in stock
And I'm speedin' on you n***as, yeah
So you better catch up

[Chorus]
Gettin' money, so I had to flex up
Do the dash on you n***as to the top, catch up
Yeah I'm flexin' on these n***as, flexin' like a wrestler
Butterfly doors, yeah, hop up in the Tesla
I get to the money, the cake
I break a n***a like a vase, I blast a n***a in his face
We straight at that n***a, we straight him like a brace
My n***as all coming, you know we not runnin'
The hollows, they goin' straight through his face
Why you talking that shit? My n***as, they coming
The choppa gon' spray a n***a like Mace, yeah

[Verse 2]
Rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah
I hit his mother how I hit his dad
'Preme bag, yeah, hold up the racks
Bend it over, babygirl, let me smash
Spent a car on my jeans, just check all the tags
I remember n***as callin' me trash
Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah-yeah
[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, I'm going up, n***a, I'm so hot, yeah
Backin' up the flocco, yeah, I'm sprayin' at the opps
I'm the last real n***a, yes, no more in stock
And I'm speedin' on you n***as, yeah
So you better catch up

[Chorus]
Gettin' money, so I had to flex up
Do the dash on you n***as to the top, catch up
Yeah I'm flexin' on these n***as, flexin' like a wrestler
Butterfly doors, yeah, hop up in the Tesla
I get to the money, the cake
I break a n***a like a vase, I blast a n***a in his face
We straight at that n***a, we straight him like a brace
My n***as all coming, you know we not runnin'
The hollows, they goin' straight through his face
Why you talking that shit? My n***as, they coming
The choppa gon' spray a n***a like Mace, yeah

[Outro]
Ayy, ah, ah, ayy, ah, ah, ayy
Ah, ah, ayy, ah, ah, ayy
Ah, ah, ayy, ah, ah, ayy
Pasto Flocco, yeah