[Intro: Young Thug]
Get out the way when they come (Yeah)
Of course, the whole crew with the shine (Woo)
I just did a week in jail and I caught me three new bitches

[Verse 1: Foe$antana]
Yeah, I can whip it up in a foreign car 'cause I got riches
How many hoes can fit in that Bentley truck? I got thick bitches
Damn, my pockets too goddamn fat, fat shit look like Michelin
I-I'm tryna get these racks, I ain’t worried 'bout you, I need like millions
PPFM on my fucking jeans, jeans, it’s double waisted
I-I’m in the studio off of them Xans and Percs, I need some actavis
Walk in the sky like a Jedi, yeah, lil' bitch, I’m talking about Anakin
Shawty just hit my phone talking 'bout she wanna become my mannequin
T-Told her "Baby, pick your role, stay solid bitch, yeah, don’t be panickin'"
Designer drip, head to toe, yeah, I’m sharp just like a javelin
Opps be tryna talk on IG live, but they really some inhabitants
I’m runnin’ plays in the field, I be on that, I be active
Every move that I hit, I’m stackin’ up, bitch, don’t need no practice
Told her "Baby, don’t get close, I’m focused on bread, my heart is adamant"

[Verse 2: xtsy*]
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