Intro

Pull up in a jag
Pull up in a jag and then I skrt off
Aye, skrt off
Take your shirt-

Chorus

Pull up in a jag and then I skrt off
All designer clothes they made in Europe
Fendi round my waist Gucci on my face
My money moving so fast I swear he in a race
Pull up in a jag and then I skrt off
All designer clothes they made in europe
Fendi round my waist, Gucci on my face
My money moving so fast I swear he in a race

Verse 1

Nascar, fast car, pull up in my J-J-Jaguar
Big ups big chains sipping on my minute maid
Minute made, arcade, living like i'm bill gates
Big stacks fat ass throw it on the runway
All sauce no toppings
More money more problems
More fans more diamonds
Drink coke fuck diet
Fiji my wrist
I make enough to buy all my shit, Gucci my fit
All of my clothes tailored the fit
Bridge

Pull up in a jag
Pull up in a jag and then I skrt off
Aye, skrt off
Take your shirt-

Chorus

Pull up in a jag and then I skrt off
All designer clothes they made in europe
Fendi round my waist, Gucci on my face
My money moving os fast I swear he in a race
Pull up in a jag and then I skrt off
All designer clothes they made in europe
Fendi round my waist, Gucci on my face
My money moving so fast I swear he in a race

Verse 2

Flexed up, get messed up Hermes belt be fucking buckled up
You in trouble now, 64 you been putting in the work and you got better now
You in trouble now, we wrote all the words and this shit hit like a beretta now

Verse 3
I got hearts with the eyes on em
(you see 64 over there)
They got eyes on em
Backpacks with the studs on em
Smoking dope in my Mercedes coupe can't ride straight with you

Verse 4

I can't ride the fucking wave with you
I can't wait to blow up make a movie with the crew
Jack jack made a motion picture film sitting in his room
Burberry to flex on every hater too
Bitches sucking dick won't take there mouth off just to talk to you
Haters got they head poked out they ass and this ain't nothing new

Chorus

Pull up in a jag and then I skrt off
All designer clothes they made in Europe
Fendi round my waist Gucci on my face
My money moving so fast I swear he in a race
Pull up in a jag and then I skrt off
All designer clothes they made in europe
Fendi round my waist, Gucci on my face
My money moving so fast I swear he in a race
Outro

Love me for the shit that I bought it might not make it
I'm faded, smoke up in the room and i'm leaning
Off a bottle or two, ya ya ya
Pull up in a jag
Pull up in a jag and then I skrt off
Aye, skrt off
Take your shirt-
Jack Jack, 6IX4EVER