[Verse 1]
Catch you slipping with them all white Buffies
Take that like Puffy
I'll leave a n***a with some shit stains
Leave blood stains all on them wood frames
Catch you slipping with your feet up
N***a, fuck that, even beat your bitch up
Catch you walking 'round North Lyn with Ye's on
Run up on her, snatch those, now they gone
I can get 400 for these wire frames
Fresh out the box, no scratches, mayne
Real deal, dog, no fake shit
Transition lens, n***a take shit
Seen a n***a with them old school Mayfairs
Caught a two piece, at the state fair
Seen a n***a at the Coney with some ice in him
Now the doctor tryna put some fucking life in him
That's how it is in the city of the motor
Where a n***a doing what he gotta do to get a quarter
Dime, nickle, penny, automatic, semi
Catch a n***a with them Cartiers and I'm like "Gimme!"
That's why we four deep in this Regal
Banging "Rock Bottom", dirty Desert Eagle
Finna hit the club, you know what's up
You got some Cartiers, you getting fucked up
[Hook]
And we going in the party and we snatching n***as Carty's
I say we going in the party and we snatching n***as Carty's
We going in the party and we snatching n***as Carty's

[Verse 2]
I seen a pair of woods, 22 hundred
I seen a n***a with 'em, I told that n***a run it
I leave a n***a dalmatian for them Malmaisons
For them Rosewoods, roses where you stood
And I think them wood frames better on me
Sold 'em for six, coulda got a G
You think you real, G? That heater on your ass
Lose your life over Cartier glasses
I'm where you get caved over shades
Wood on your caskets, flower on your graves
You think 'em wire frames shining?
I'll be at the pawn shop before this rhyme end
And I'm 'bout to get cake
Come to find out that this n***a glasses was fake
It's all good, G, it's aight
That's why I'm 'bout to hit the club tonight