[Intro]
(Aye Dior make them hits!)
Oh, oh
Oh
Hey, woah, oh
Go, yeah

[Chorus]
I'm married to cash, they running off with my swag
I'm just getting bands, in the bando I need a half
They don't know me, they don't know the half
My shooter a dyke 'cause she got a strap
They follow my footsteps like a map
And I'm so shelled, just like a crab
I'm the shit, yeah, I'm the crap
I'm off a perc', it got me relaxed
Smokin' woods up in the back
They sleep on me just like a bag
The gas just hit me hard like a bat
And I just popped a flat
I don't talk, but money don't track
And my teeth gold, just like a plaque

[Verse]
What you wanna do? Bitch make a decision
Run it up, bitch I don't do division
Summr Einstein, 'cause I'm so brilliant
Shoot at his hairline with the precision
My bitch bad, yeah, she is so pure
I'm with some shooters and they top tier
Don't wanna fuck just want the top here
I asked Satan for guap, he was like here
My diamonds glow like a streetlight
Sippin' on lean this ain't no fuckin' Bud Light
She was twerking on me in the club right?
Next night she in love with my damn pipe
I fuck with my bitch 'cause she is so genuine
I'm fly as fuck but I don't fly like a penguin
These n***as gay, man these n***as so feminine
I don't fuck with it if the shit don't benefit
Fuck the Donald Trump, I only know Benjamin
She be with me 'cause she like the experience
I walk up in Neiman's, I am so elegant
I'm high as fuck like a damn pelican
And my pockets bigger than a damn elephant
Stop texting me 'cause you is irrelevant
Never dying over some damn medicine
Summrbangz, I should be the damn president
My n***as they evil like they was a Resident
[Outro]
I'm married to cash, they running off with my swag
I'm just getting bands, in the bando I need a half
They don't know me, they don't know the half
My shooter a dyke 'cause she got a strap
They follow my footsteps like a map
And I'm so shelled, just like a crab
I'm the shit, yeah, I'm the crap
I'm off a perc', it got me relaxed
Smokin' woods up in the back
They sleep on me just like a bag
The gas just hit me hard like a bat
And I just popped a flat
I don't talk, but money don't track
And my teeth gold, just like a plaque