[Intro]

[Hook 1: Deau X. Boy]
I'm on their heels, talking six inches
Got to be ill, this a sick business
We seal the deal then we split the riches
They think it's Christmas, I'm so fucking gifted

[Verse 1: Deau X. Boy]
Man, I'm like Barry with the Lions
And you barely hear me trying, if I ain't working then dying
Man, these n***as having comfort issues
But what the fuck does slumber get you
I need Diddy cake, Bono bread, Hov riches
It all comes together, fridge, sink, stove, kitchen
Where I'm from it's coke missions or you broke bitchin
They tried to block my shots, but ended up with goal tending

[Bridge 1: Deau X. Boy]
Louboutin, Jimmy Choo, Louis Vuitton, Giuseppe
I'm on they heels, I'm on they heels, I hope they ready
Louboutin, Jimmy Choo, Louis Vuitton, Giuseppe
I'm on they heels, I'm on they heels, I hope they ready

[Hook]
[Verse 2: Deau X. Boy]
We getting money in a boardroom
They think we're headed to courtroom
Suits and ties, stupid rides, suicides, who inside
Curtains closed, certain clothes, just to show my Jewish pride
N***as better check their rear views
Thought It'd be a year or two, I won't be near you when the year is through
Got you like where's he disappearing to
Looking for me just like parents
I'm clearly in a leer, it's cool
But talking in the air is rude

[Bridge]

[Hook]