[Intro]
‎Yeah, yeah (Dara got that fye, know what the fuck goin' on, it's fuckin' Redda, f-f-f-f-fuckin'—Redda)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah (Darkspin)

[Verse]
Yeah, uh, Balencia' bag, uh (Yeah, uh)‎
I might slide right in that coupe, that bitch go fast, uh (Yeah, uh)‎
Yeah, that lil' bitch too bad, uh (Yeah, uh)‎
Yeah, I'm kicked up with my feet up, sippin' red, low (Yeah, uh)‎
Got that Ricky, check the tag, huh (Yeah, huh)‎
And I gotta get a mask on my head, huh (Yeah, woah)‎
Yeah, you know we livin' dead, huh (Yeah, yeah)‎
You know we high [?] (Yeah)‎
Yeah, I'ma pull out a damn bag on they pocket-watchin' ass (Yeah)‎
Know my pockets fat when there's Alyx in the bag (Yeah)‎
Got them Ricky pants, hold up all the fuckin' racks (Yeah)‎
I'm in love with them drugs, more in love with fuckin' cash (Woah)
This a fast life, bought that bitch a ass right (Woah, woah)
Glicky in my hand, slide
If you 'bout that bitch, shoot back, right (Woah, woah)
And she hangin' with the team now
Got that bitch right off [?] (Yeah, woah, woah)
Got that diamond, water, look like Aquafina, I need her (Uh, yeah, I need her)‎
I ain't have drank in a fuckin' week, ho, I'm fiendin' (Yeah, I'm fiendin')‎
I just mixed three perc with fuckin' drank, think I'm leanin' (Yeah, I'm leanin')‎
Feel like chosen one, no second coming, like I'm Jesus (Like I'm Jesus)‎
Try to pull up on my n***as, you don't got no reason (Got no reason)
We ain't got a reason, we go ahead and shoot you (Got no reason, shoot you)
My shooter got aim, only hit shots at medulla (Okay, medulla, woah)
Shawty love my dick [?] like a ruler (Like a ruler, woah, woah)
You got fake drip, fake rollie, just to fool 'em (Woah)
Four pockets full and you know what they just full of (Woah, woah)
I don't care 'bout time, lil' bitch I had to turn up (Woah, yeah)
Came with the gang, lil' bitch you better worry now (Yeah, yeah)
Shawty started gettin' wet before I take my shirt off (Yeah, yeah)