[Intro]
Young Rich Squad

[Chorus]
Ooh, getting this bag, you heard?
They getting mad, you heard?
I'm in a jag, you heard?
Haha, yeah
You heard? You heard?
You heard? You heard?
Ayy, I'm popping tags, you heard?

[Verse]
Ayy, scraped my rims look out, pot hole
I'm so cold, I'm sick, snot nose
Gucci boy, my fit 5-0
50 bands, that's it
Not including Rolex's
All I do is spend my money on some dumb expensive shit, woah
I think I'm crazy, I drive from the passenger car seat
In an Audi, the jakes cannot stop me
In the back seat, yo' bitch tryna top me
I got rings on my car, like it's Beijing
Got a boyfriend, she ain't say the same thing
Said she single, but it's like the same thing
So much guala, I need me like 8 rings (Huh?)
Been 5 years since high school, wait no, 3 and I'm rich, you lazy, ho'
Love my dance club girls, that's nice to me, look up, it's raining, ho'
[Chorus]
Ooh, getting this bag, you heard?
They getting mad, you heard?
I'm in a jag, you heard?
Getting this bag, you heard?
They getting mad, you heard?
I'm in a jag, you heard?
Haha, yeah
You heard? You heard?
You heard? You heard?
Ayy, I'm popping tags, you heard?
Yeah, getting this bag, you heard?
They getting mad, you heard?
I'm in a jag, you heard?