[Intro]
What? What?
Woah
What? What? What? (Woah)
What? What? What? (Woah, yeah)
What? What? What? (Yeah, yeah, woah)
What? What? What?

[Verse]
She don't even know my name
But she gettin' slayed
[?] cost a [?]
She gon' do what I'ma say
Go through different phases, bad lil' bitch, she give me face
I'm dripping Chane'-ne', tell her, "we don't go on dates" (Yeah)
Hop up in a Rolls Royce
Skrt'in' through the fuckin' block
I might wet up the whole block
Keep the pack up in my socks
Drippin' in a parkin' lot
Patek, bust down the whole watch
I'ma turn it up a notch
Countin' blue, we walk through knots
My pockets, they filled with guap
Yeah, they tryna put me in a box
[?] that's how much it fucking costs
So much racks, I put that bitch in stars
Runnin' fast, they call me Randy Moss
Big ol' ice, yeah they see the rocks
Too much bitches, yeah they come in flocks
I'm at your door, knock-knock
Got two watches, I can't tell the clock
Touchdown to the H, I just left from Icebox
[Outro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, woah
Slatt, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Ooh-yeah
Slatt business, y'all know what the fuck goin' on
Big business
Sittin' on the 305
Vice city, yeah, we in vice city
Yeah, we in vice city
Walk up in the room, shining like a chandelier
Shining like a chandelier