[Intro]
Well I'm gonna give you 2 choices
Either you flock or you die
Yeah (Yeah)
Know it's cold out, ahem
Gotta give these n***as a ahh
Yeah
Not only do I do it for the city
I do it for the country
I do it for the Flock n***as
Ahh, ahh, ahh, yeah

[Verse]
Maserati, Bugatti, Benz's is on her leg (Yeah)
Bag of luggage, Armani, Fendi, is on the tag
Wit' 1800, Tequila poppin', safari Jag (ugh)
Haters bluffin', we bring the topics and body bags
And y'all n***as gettin' cheesy like Pizza-nova
Y'all wouldn't kill if you had a ski ho sleepin' over
Presidential suite, she met me when the meetin's over (Yeah)
I'ma be her lawyer and let me beat it for ya
I ain't [?], I don't need Latoya (Yeah)
When you're famous they'll walk the deserts of Egypt for ya
I'm in my Chuck Tay's, [?] a fashion cop
'Cause you can gas yourself 'til your ass gets popped
Walk inside the buildin', leave with half your top (Top)
Smoke it 'til a n***a floatin' like a astronaut
And bitches love to [?], say I'm a fashion drop
I just cover eyes 'til the paparazzi cameras stop
Got the type of swagger, bitches have to stop (Yeah)
You got the type of swag of a laughin' stock
She want a bad boy, well I'ma pass the locks
My hoes apple of the eye, Macintosh (Get it?)
Suede slippers, now n***as is A-listers (Yeah)
We made it n***a, we came from yay flippers (Ugh)
I'm makin' money for a throttle of the bank
How you swimmin' at the bottom of the tank n***a?
Yeah
[Outro]
Yeah bitch
Let's make one thing clear
T-Lanez, TL, whatever you wanna call me
I am not to be [?] with
'Cause I'm probably with your bitch right now
And I got your bitch on my nutsack
Fresco, we out