[Chorus]
Off a couple beans (What else?)
Maybe a cup of lean (What else?)
Beat the Sprite up (What else?)
Gonna make it bleed (What else?)
I bought one thing (What else?)
Okay, maybe a couple of things (What else?)
Uh, Saks Fifth (What else?)
Then I hit double G (What else?)
Then I hit Louis V (What else?)
In that order

[Verse 1]
Bitch, I'm so important
These Diors imported
N***a, I could pay your mortgage
Fuck it, I'ma spend that shit on your daughter
She calling me daddy, she probably got dad issues
You should be a better father
Damn, zooming in a go-kart
Love lean, but I really hate pop
Love pop, but I really love rock
Love peace, but I really love Glocks
These n***as must love head-shots
Think it's sweet 'cause the sad songs out
Took two W's rolling off an E, that's a God damn smack-down
I don't know, I think I run it right now
Real shit, be a hundred right now
Nineteen years old, number nine on the Billboard, n***a like how?
I'ma be number one next week, trust me
Won't fuck your bitch 'cause I heard that she musty
Hundred round drum on the choppa, it's bustin'
Word to your mom, that bitch crusty
Shit on a fuck ass n***a then flush it
AK in the back of the car like a Russian
These n***as be talkin' to narcs or somethin'
How the fuck else my homie get busted?
Gonna free my n***a outta the dungeon
When he get out, n***a, it's bustin'
Run up bands, gain clout
Smoke out the pound, I'm on the clouds
[Chorus]
Off a couple beans (What else?)
Maybe a cup of lean (What else?)
Beat the Sprite up (What else?)
Gonna make it bleed (What else?)
I bought one thing (What else?)
Okay, maybe a couple of things (What else?)
Uh, Saks Fifth (What else?)
Then I hit double G (What else?)
Then I hit Louis V (What else?)
In that order

[Verse 2]
First you get the baking soda, then you get the water
N***a fuck with my moolah, then he gettin' slaughtered
If you pussy then you pussy (Then you pussy), ain't no getting harder
I put that shit on my mom, speaking of moms, I could fuck your mom
Talkin' that shit, get the firearm
They'll be in your crib like, "Fuck your moms"
Kill everybody but your mom
Yeah, I just said it, yeah, so I meant it, yeah
That n***a trippin', catch him slippin', we gon' get him, yeah
And she screamin', "Ricky"
Thick-ass bitch tryna get a lap dance screamin', "Nicki"
Aight I'm done for now, have y'all n***as had enough?
I'm a real n***a, I ain't with that talkin' tough
Fuck with us, we call your bluff
[Chorus]
Off a couple beans (What else?)
Maybe a cup of lean (What else?)
Beat the Sprite up (What else?)
Gonna make it bleed (What else?)
I bought one thing (What else?)
Okay, maybe a couple of things (What else?)
Uh, Saks Fifth (What else?)
Then I hit double G (What else?)
Then I hit Louis V (What else?)
In that order (In that order)

[Outro]
Uh, Saks Fifth
Then I hit double G
Then I hit Louis V
In that order
Uh, Saks Fifth
Then I hit double G
Then I hit Louis V