[Intro]
(Osama Bin Laden's favorite son)
Go, go, go, go, uh, uh, go
Go, go, go, uh, uh, go
Go, go, go, uh, uh, go
Go, go, go, uh, uh, go

{Verse}
Run the bag up, n***a, let's go
Just walked in with a bad ass ho'
Finna' leave out with fat ass rolls
{?} turned up, so does everybody know
Finna' go up, take everybody ho'
Walk in Saks, I don't need no clothes
{?} bitch with me, she can touch her toes
Red in my cup, got four by four
And you ain't really getting no dough, man
You ain't really smoke no dope, man
You really having that pole
Fat ass Wood, I ain't smoking no Juul
{?} on me, boy, you must be foo'
These n***as ass, I don't even gotta shoot
But the G2 {?} like a flute

{Outro}
Lil boy, stop flexin'
N***a, stop flexin'
I said, lil boy, stop flexin'
Lil boy, stop flexin'
N***a, stop flexin'
I said, lil boy, stop flexin'
Lil boy, stop flexin'
N***a, stop flexin'
I said, lil boy, stop flexin'
Lil boy, stop flexin'
N***a, stop flexin'
I said, lil boy, stop flexin'