I like to live in the moment like Kodak
Runs with the Forgi's I need me a LoJack
I'm number one and I can't be below that
My wrist on zero degrees yeah I froze that
My diamonds yellow remind me of Bodak
These dead presidents and they came with a toe tag
See, I made me a name can't nobody control that
You got you some fame we been poppin' before rap
Clip em' from the feet like Bambi
Heard you tryna run off in the Camry
All these Rari's lined up like a stampede
Had to stick to the plan, no plan B
She the apple of my eye, you can ask me
Had to hit her with the rubber, no plan B

Yellow tape, ooh it's a homicide
Which one you working?
They play on the other side
I see some shit and my Cartiers traumatized
I got some homies who gon' wish they come alive
I went from a caterpillar to a butterfly
I shit em' kiddies let the diamonds flood it out
I'm meetin' Catalina at the taco spot
How she bilingual and her skin is chocolate?
Pop a perky like a vitamin
Told her I just want to hit like a violin
Custom Girbaud's you can see what I'm stylin' in
She got strong knees call her Megan Thee Stallion
Buying your jewelry all at Metropolitan
I got three bitches in Philly, no opposite
Run away from the chalk like LaDainian Tomlinson
I keep them Eagles with me like I'm Donovan
I keep some paper with me for my sinuses
I like to live in the moment like Kodak
Runs with the Forgi's I need me a LoJack
I'm number one and I can't be below that
My wrist on zero degrees yeah I froze that
My diamonds yellow remind me of Bodak
These dead presidents and they came with a toe tag
See, I made me a name can't nobody control that
You got you some fame we been poppin' before rap

Remember I was just shopping at the finish line
I got Yeezy Boosts on for the wintertime
They gon' eat the drip up like it's dinnertime
Got Spanish bitch from Harlem, no Renaissance
Ain't worried bout nothing, the money my focus
She'll make a bag disappear, hocus pocus
I'm winning the ring, man I deserve a bonus
Young JB my brother, I call that boy Jonas
No, we stay in the streets you would think we was homeless
He be serving them chickens, I ain't talking boneless
Man all of this dickriding, we don't condone it
Yeah I got to kick her out up in the morning
Yeah no laundromat, you know we ain't folding
Yeah my blood like a bat, I feel like Sammy Sosa
I just put a 3 (?) in the Backwood, stuffed it
I got big blue diamonds like a blueberry muffin
I was bad I was 3 years old I was cussing
I could really be petty, I could go and fly your mother
Man, tell her catch up, ain't no spicy mustard
Got a bad Chanel model coming right out of Russia
Reach for hat Chanel bag, boy them boys gon' rush ya
I like to live in the moment like Kodak
Runs with the Forgi's I need me a LoJack
I'm number one and I can't be below that
My wrist on zero degrees yeah I froze that
My diamonds yellow remind me of Bodak
These dead presidents and they came with a toe tag
See, I made me a name can't nobody control that
You got you some fame we been poppin' before rap