[Intro]
Young Rich Squad
Yeah, haha, look

[Chorus]
Yeah, they know I'm a hot n***a
Sold a thousand grams before I popped, n***a
Diamonds do they dance on the block with us
Haters feelin' hurt, like I shot n***as
I get it though, n***as on the top now
Had to get the Benzerelli with the top down
Got these bitches droppin' panties and they top down
Haha, yeah, and they top down
I ain't tryna win a GRAMMY, need the Oscar
These n***as is some actors, they impostors
I'ma eat filet up with the pasta
I be smokin' dope like I'm a rasta (Young Rich Squad)

[Verse 1]
Ayy, why these n***as mad? 'Cause I'm different, n***a
Why you bitchin', n***a? You be snitchin', n***a
.33 up in the paint, like Scottie Pippen, n***a
Point and aim, I only shoot it if he flinchin', n***a
Uh, n***a get it back
I'm a hot n***a ever since I sold a sack
Remember, posted for the low, I'm stackin' every pack, uh
I can get whatever, tell me where you're at
[Chorus]
'Cause they know I'm a hot n***a
Sold a thousand grams before I popped, n***a
Diamonds do they dance on the block with us
Haters feelin' hurt, like I shot n***as
Yeah, they know I'm a hot boy
Come up on his block, making wild noise
I ain't talkin' cheese, get 'em chopped, boy
Your bitch on her knees, she gone top, boy (Young Rich Squad)

[Verse 2]
I get it though, I'm lavish
These n***as always mad 'cause the diamonds on me dancin'
I don't mean to brag, but I'm plottin' on a mansion
I'm lookin' for expansion, I'm tryna get my bands in
Need to get your cash up, she's suckin' with her ass up
I don't give a fuck, I'm in the Bentley, I might just pass ya'
Y'all be in the Honda, Might eat that Benihana's
Or might just get Italian, my whip is like a Stallion
Stars up in the Wraith
VVS his bezel face
I just pulled up clean, think a n***a get the cake
Seen a million 'fore you n***as got a safe
Had to put it in the basement, you never had to faith
I be keepin' bands in my pocket when I walk
Reach for the man and the n***a get the chalk
I got so much bands, wish my bands prolly talked
'Cause I might just need some company chillin' at the top, look (Young Rich Squad)
[Chorus]
Yeah, they know I'm a hot n***a
Sold a thousand grams before I popped, n***a
Diamonds do they dance on the block with us
Haters feelin' hurt, like I shot n***as
I get it though, n***as on the top now
Had to get the Benzerelli with the top down
Got these bitches droppin' panties and they top down
Haha, yeah, I take they top down
I ain't tryna win a GRAMMY, need a Oscar
These n***as is some actors, impostors
I eat filet with the pasta
I smoke on this dope like I'm muh'fuckin' rasta, bitch