[Intro]
Woah, woah (Bop, bop, bop, bop)
Skrrt

[Chorus]
Prada outdated, I want some Louis, Chanel
Plug just hit me, right on my cell, I sent a pack through the mail
Off of this Hemi, movin' slow like a snail, I bet you never could tell
Toting a semi, toolie might send you to hell, chopper, it's ringing your bell
Yeah, yeah, I guess that you out of luck
Feds they watchin' my page, said, "Fuck it," and block 'em, no, I do not give a fuck
I went to L.A. and got me a couple of thousand, you know I'm runnin' it up
Went to the Bean, pull up on your block and get rowdy, you know I'm fuckin' it up

[Verse]
They say that these n***as nowadays be never on nothin', they nevеr ran into to us
I'm gettin' money, yeah, I'm gеttin' paid, boy, trust me, you know I ran to the bucks
I hit that boy and I rob that lil' boy and his cousin, fuckin' your family up
Rappers, they watchin' the swag, they be stealin' the sauce, that boy a fan of me, yeah
That boy a fan of me, yeah, I got a Glock for the enemy, yeah
Got Percs, like ten a piece, they got me movin' like centipede
Countin' the green, countin' the cash, pockets on celery (What?)
You talkin' bad, I'm on your ass, I'm finna let it squeeze, yeah

[Chorus]
Prada outdated, I want some Louis, Chanel
Plug just hit me, right on my cell, I sent a pack through the mail
Off of this Hemi, movin' slow like a snail, I bet you never could tell
Toting a semi, toolie might send you to hell, chopper, it's ringing your bell
Yeah, yeah, I guess that you out of luck
Feds they watchin' my page, said, "Fuck it," and block 'em, no, I do not give a fuck
I went to L.A. and got me a couple of thousand, you know I'm runnin' it up
Went to the Bean, pull up on your block and get rowdy, you know I'm fuckin' it up
[Outro]
You know I'm fuckin' it up