[Intro]
Fuck it up, yeah
Walk it off, yeah, yeah, walk it off
Fuck it up, yeah
Walk it off, yeah, yeah
You're not high enough, you're not fly enough
You're not high enough, you're not fly enough

[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
She need rims how she ride it
You know a n***a rich like Roddy
I brought her ass right out of [?]

[Chorus]
Pop, shake it, shake it, [?] shake it, shake it
She left my ass with no choice, not a ultimatum
Pull up in a Escalade and we all together
Home court advantage, yeah, we ball together
I pull up in a Jeep, no doors
I still felt rich when I was poor
And the shoes Christian Dior
I'm countin' blue strips, but I need more, more, more

[Verse]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
She know a n***a rich like Roddy
I walked her fine ass right out of lil' Johnny's
Shout to [?] passing me the torch
I felt rich when I was poor
Runtzm blunts, home run, crunch, knock me out the park
If it's really up, then [?] put this shit apart
Blues, blues, that's what I need today
I made a play first take like I'm Stephen A
Speaking on me to the pigs, turn you right to bacon
[Chorus]
Pop, shake it, shake it, [?] shake it, shake it
She left my ass with no choice, not a ultimatum
Pull up in a Escalade and we all together
Home court advantage, yeah, we ball together
I pull up in a Jeep, no doors
I still felt rich when I was poor
And the shoes Christian Dior
I'm countin' blue strips, but I need more, more, more

[Post-Chorus]
I pull up in a Jeep, no doors
I still felt rich when I was poor
And the shoes Christian Dior
I'm countin' blue strips, but I need more, more, more

[Outro]
Oh, woah
You're not high enough, you're not fly enough
You're not high enough, you're not fly enough
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah