[Intro]
(Ooh, Stan, turn me up)
Heavy press all year, bitch, we on fully
Huh, bitch, we on fully
Heavy press all year, bitch, we on fully
Flashed the racks at yo bitch and she showed goodies
Huh, yeah, yo bitch showed goodies
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy

[Verse 1]
Heavy press all year, bitch, we on fully
Flashed a roll at yo bitch and she showed goodies
Only X that I got is on hoodies
Boy starting beef on the web? He a broke bully
Turn dawg song on, it was good perp
Big stepper, D&G scribbled on the footwork
Push a chip in a reader, I don't push work
Tell my old hoes I'm up shit, do I look hurt?
Huh, my heart broke but my pockets ain't
Bitch rock Laurent but she damn sure not a saint
When the opps see me out, they stop and hate
I'm a shit talker, hit the booth with a lot to say
If being poor was a crime, they'd sentence y'all
Touching rack after rack, I'm a tennis ball
Amiri's too tight, the pape can't fit at all
Just know if you talking scams, I been involved
Eating lamb chops in the club with the tool
I could show you how to turn yo dubs into blues
Only time you drip is in the tub or the pool
Bitch a demon, if you fall in love, you a fool
Paid five strips 'cause the shirt say "Mastermind"
Scam grannies and I punch shit in my passing time
Laser beam off extendo when I grab the 9
Saying Stan ain't touching pape'? Boy, that's asinine
[Hook]
7-double 0 for the kicks, feel like James Bond
If bro say it's fuck you, I'm on the same time
Threw the Play tee on, now it's game time
Throwing surfboards at you boys tryna wave ride
Huh, and I ain't never change sides
It don't matter what the clock say 'cause it's pape time
I know getting to the top is gon' take time
I'll send him to the underworld 'fore he take mine

[Verse 2]
Yelling scoreboard at the opps, we done blew 'em out
Thumbing through the blues, fighting sleep got me losing count
Like that Call of Duty map, we'll shoot his house
Bitch look like Kim Possible, whip the Rufus out
.9 in my skinny jeans, n***a, lack where?
I got quick draw Hall of Fame, n***a, scrap where?
I'll probably go to Hell if a bag there
Climbing up a beanstalk if I hear it's jacks there
Feeling like a Autobot with that roll out
They ain't see me ball then, now the crowd sold out
Christian Louboutins when I step, got the soles out
Grim Reaper [?] took my soul out
McQueens with the air bubble, I'm a cloud stepper
You ain't hopped off the porch, you a house stepper
Cheesy-ass n***a, all I do is count cheddar
Dick sucking in my comments? Boy, you a clout catcher
[Hook]
7-double 0 for the kicks, feel like James Bond
If bro say it's fuck you, I'm on the same time
Threw the Play tee on, now it's game time
Throwing surfboards at you boys tryna wave ride
Huh, and I ain't never change sides
It don't matter what the clock say 'cause it's pape time
I know getting to the top is gon' take time
I'll send him to the underworld 'fore he take mine

[Outro]
(Ooh, Stan, turn me up)
7-double 0 for the kicks, feel like James Bond
If bro say it's fuck you, I'm on the same time
Threw the Play tee on, now it's game time
Throwing surfboards at you boys tryna wave ride
Huh, and I ain't never change sides
It don't matter what the clock say 'cause it's pape time
I know getting to the top is gon' take time
I'll send him to the underworld 'fore he take mine