[Intro]
Yeah, uh, yeah
Pfft, fah-fah-fah-fah, fah-fah-fah-fah
Man, what the fuck goin' on, Maajins?

[Chorus]
I get the bands like it's nothing, yeah
Had to turn nothing to something, yeah
These ho's be makin' assumptions, yeah (They makin' assumptions)
You get the bag and you fumblin', yeah (Yeah, you fumblin')
When I get the bag, I tumble it, huh (Huh)
Ball like Andre Drummond, yeah
Pull out the, uh (Shit), he runnin', yeah
You made a band, that's nothing, yeah
Prada, Dolce, Chrome Heart, Louis (Yeah)
N***as snitchin', Ratatouille (Ratatouille)
Had us finding, nothin' to me (Yeah)
Silly, ratty, ah, Loony (Eugh)
Bitch a M.I.L.F., big boobs (Yeah)
Take off in that Umizoomi (Umizoomi)
This beat hit, bass boomin' (Bass boomin')
I'm a God, I ain't losin' (Huh)

[Verse]
She a thot, you know she choosin' (Know she choosin')
I'm high as fuck, look how I'm movin' (Yeah)
Two Xans', I'm snoozin' (Huh)
Who you think you foolin'?
Bitch, I ain't no dumb n***a (Ain't no dumb n***a)
She just wanna have fun, n***a (Yeah)
I'm so tired of these bum n***as (Huh)
She said she don't trust n***as
She said I'm a fuck n***a (Hah, fuck n***a)
You still at a bust, n***a (Bust, n***a)
AMG truck, n***a (Truck, n***a)
Ho, I'm a real tripper
I don't love no bitch
Y'all n***as think y'all know shit (Think y'all know shit)
Why is you on that broke shit? (On that broke shit)
Here's the L, n***a, hold it (Yeah)
I was just startin' to focus (Hah)
Sippin' that lean and a potion (Yeah)
I put that bitch on a whole list
I got the money, you know this
Gotta remind, all of you n***as, I'm better than you (Ha-hah)
Oh, that's yo' bitch, oh, that's yo' boo?
I'm fuckin' her too (Ha-ha)
I don't respect any n***a on Earth, I'm so damn rude (Yeah)
That n***a mad, took my shit on the phone, but what you gon' do? (Yeah)
These n***as mad that I'm takin' they ho's, they look like a fool (Yeah)
Your rent, house, tuition, mortgage, all in my shoes (All in my shoes)
When you got that bag, they gon' follow you (Follow you)
Walk up in the show, I'm shootin' all of you (Huh)
I'm off X, and Percocet's and Molly too (Molly too)
I got the motion slow, I'm doin' what I wanna do (Do what I wanna do)
[Chorus]
I get the bands like it's nothing, yeah
Had to turn nothing to something, yeah
These ho's be makin' assumptions, yeah (They makin' assumptions)
You get the bag and you fumblin', yeah (Yeah, you fumblin')
When I get the bag, I tumble it, huh (Huh)
Ball like Andre Drummond, yeah
Pull out the, uh (Shit), he runnin', yeah
You made a band, that's nothing, yeah
Prada, Dolce, Chrome Heart, Louis (Yeah)
N***as snitchin', Ratatouille (Ratatouille)
Had us finding, nothin' to me (Yeah)
Silly, ratty, ah, Loony (Eugh)
Bitch a M.I.L.F., big boobs (Yeah)
Take off in that Umizoomi (Umizoomi)
This beat hit, bass boomin' (Bass boomin')
I'm a God, I ain't losin' (Huh)