[Intro]
(Underworld)
Uh, yeah, uh, yeah

[Chorus]
Yeah, I just bought this fly shit then I bought that other shit
I just got another bitch, I don't know what's goin' on
Bitch, I got these forces on, no, these not the normal ones
These Comme des Garcons, uh, that boy got them normal ones
Bitch, I work the other one, bitch, I rock the other one
Yeah, bitch, I'm hot like oven eggs
No, bitch, I'm not them other kids
If you want smoke, let's get it then
Fry that boy like scrambled eggs

[Verse]
I'm on the top floor gettin' geeked up with a bad bitch, tell her "Give me head"
Yeah, I'm rockin' real ice like I hit my head
Yeah, I got a froze wrist like I hurt my hand
In fashion shit, I'm rockin' Hermes, man
They some lil' boys, call 'em Bert and Ernie, man
I got these racks on me and I earned them, man
Yeah, shit took a long time, you wouldn't understand
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I got this bitch, I'm finna take her under, man
I'm the top floor boss, something like a businessman
What the fuck you thought?
We spendin' racks and get them
Yeah, lil' bitch, I'm cooled off like a ceiling fan
Yeah, I smoke Halloween, just like Jamaican dudes
And if I make this money, you can make it too
I put designer all up on my cleansed shoes
Yeah, bitch, it's cold outside, my wrist is frozen too
I walk in the store and spend some money, what 'bout you?
You probably window shoppin', lil' stupid fool
I wasn't always lean, I couldn't get no food
Yeah, lil' bitch, we like [?], we sell weed, it's cool
I was broke as hell back in middle school
And in high school, I was broke too
Now I'm super fly and I got different shoes
Bitch, I'm dizzy drippin', kiss and see those zoom
Bitch, we money gettin', we don't know 'bout you
We shoot like Scottie Pippen, bitch, my shooter bool
Lil' bitch, I'm way up, if you snooze, you lose
Go get your cake up, boy ain't got shit to do
(Ain't got shit to do, yeah, yeah, uh, yeah, yeah)
[Chorus]
Yeah, I just bought this fly shit then I bought that other shit
I just got another bitch, I don't know what's goin' on
Bitch, I got these forces on, no, these not the normal ones
These Comme des Garcons, uh, that boy got them normal ones
Bitch, I rock the other one, bitch, I rock the other one
Yeah, bitch, I'm hot like oven eggs
No, bitch, I'm not them other kids
If you want smoke, let's get it then
Fry that boy like scrambled eggs

[Outro]
Like scrambled eggs
Fry that boy like scrambled eggs