[Intro]
You livin' lavish, n***a?
Go, yeah
Yeah
Go

[Chorus]
Kick shit like I'm Jaden Smith
Yeah, my shoes could pay your rent
I just bought them they whole swag, now she a prada bitch
Pull up, pull up in that Redeye and pull off, it go schitz'
Would I be counting these dead guys, if I trust your shit?
I would probably be a dead guy somewhere in a ditch
Man, I went and I get too fly, this shit don't make no sense
Nowadays I cannot do new ties, I'm riding with the clique
Boy, you better keep your balance, step on my drip and trip

Boy, you better keep your racks in, oh yeah-yeah-yeah
Bitch, boujee and ratchet, oh yeah-yeah-yeah
Fuck the crowd, bitch, [?], I know, yeah-yeah-yeah
Fuck n***a go active oh yeah-yeah-yeah
You livin' lavish, n***a?
GOSTAR, go sharp (Bitch, yeah)
On turn, my swag, on turn, my bag
You stabbed my back
Look at my tags, yeah
Look at my racks
Fuck boy get stretched (Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt)
GOSTAR, GOSTAR, yeah
GOSTAR, GOSTAR, yeah
GOSTAR, GOSTAR, yeah
[Chorus]
Kick shit like I'm Jaden Smith
Yeah, my shoes could pay your rent
I just bought them they whole swag, now she a prada bitch
Pull up, pull up in that Redeye and pull off, it go schitz'
Would I be counting these dead guys, if I trust your shit?
I would probably be a dead guy somewhere in a ditch
Man, I went and I get too fly, this shit don't make no sense
Nowadays I cannot do new ties, I'm riding with the clique
Boy, you better keep your balance, step on my drip and trip