[Verse 1]
I woke up on a jet headed to the desert sands
Where these n***as drive ‘Rari’s, own oil, and hella land
Yeah I’m the man, yeah I’m the man
Riding in a police Aventador I feel like the man
Got a $100,000 here and you’re considered poor
Ice cold diamonds on, touch my lips, I’ll get a cold core
In my fresh ass thwab hotter than a damn furnace
And I’m watching Lewis Hamilton in the Yas Marina Circuit

[Verse 2]
Ain’t no gang banging, only money slangin'
Taking trips ‘cause gas is only a dollar a gallon
Just bought me a donkey and I bought me a stallion
Doing the medieval saltarello and they call me Italian Stallion
Arab money greater than US money
Fuck love I can buy me a honey
I make it rain everyday, forget about it being sunny
Flossing on my haters from Monday to Sunday

[Verse 3]
I bought every kind of ‘Rari, and every kind of Audi
Your outfit’s looking gaudy and my linen from Saudi
My shy girl’s a little naughty and her pussy is getting disembodied
Eating Rich Arab Flakes but my goat’s milk is soggy
All around the region banging all the baddest bitches
Taking pictures with their leaders and millionaires like Regis
Driving Zondas and buying condos and penthouses
Yeah I know I’m dreaming, but imma live like this