[Intro]
(Oh my God, is that Avery?)

[Chorus]
Runnin' through them hundreds, I'm just tryna live the fast life
Foreign car, drippin', got two-twenty by the dash pipe
I do what I want because I'm rich and got my cash right
I can fuck your bitch because you broke, don't got your bag right
Every time I pop out, new designer, drippin' mad ice
My shit always bustin' and don't ever need a flashlight
Say you gettin' cash, lookin' sad, you a bad sight
Say that I was down, I'ma leave you in the past life

[Verse]
Boolin' up in Cali, makin' hits up in the studio
No security, but trust me, gang'll do it to you though
I don't gotta tell you, trust me I can really prove it though
N***a tryna run up on me, he a foolio
Buck-buck-buck 'em down, run some yards and touch it down
Tjay, yeah, I run the town, them n***as can't say nothin' now
Grippеd up, who want it now? Tryna see who frontin' now
Gun 'em down, empty out the clip and thеn another round
Apologize, know a homicide'll make a momma cry
I can't lie, I'm traumatized, but I'ma let that llama fly
Before I feel in danger, I'm filled up with anger
Know they out to get me, but I'm comin' with a banger
[Chorus]
Runnin' through them hundreds, I'm just tryna live the fast life
Foreign car, drippin', got two-twenty by the dash pipe
I do what I want because I'm rich and got my cash right
I can fuck your bitch because you broke, don't got your bag right
Every time I pop out, new designer, drippin' mad ice
My shit always bustin' and don't ever need a flashlight
Say you gettin' cash, lookin' sad, you a bad sight
Say that I was down, I'ma leave you in the past life