[Intro]
Ride in a Rover wit' a bih, yeah, uh
Turn that bih, too much reverb
(D. Hill)
Yeah
Yeah
What?

[Verse]
Yeah, rockstar shit like The Beatles
I don't give a fuck about you, bitch I got C-notes
Tryna do these moves like I've been on, uh
I don't give a fuck about you, bitch I been on
You fuck n***as not me yeah
N***a get your weight up, Yeah, aye
Bitch get your weight up, uh
Better get your weight up, uh-huh
Bet you [?]
I got a bad hoe, uh
I met her in Decatur, uh, yeah
Bitch I got played, uh, yeah, yeah
Watch it got flames, uh, yeah
Richard Mille, aye, yeah, yeah
Bottle of pills, uh, yeah
Poppin' these pills, uh, yeah
Been in the hills, huh, yeah
That's how we live, huh, yeah
Look at the crib, huh, yeah
Yeah, look at my life, huh
She want this life, huh
She want these, uh
She want these nights, yeah
I ride in the night, yeah
Bitch I'm a knight, yeah, uh
We sippin' the sprite, yeah, uh
I got me a deal, uh-uh
I need to steal, uh, uh
I ride a [?], uh, uh
With it for real, huh, yeah
Ready to kill, huh, yeah
I feel like Beal, huh, yeah
Yeah, uh
Rockstar shit, this that cocaine flow, yeah
All of my hoes, yeah they gotta know, uh
One thing fo' sho', I can't care 'bout a hoe, uh
Young n***a get yo' money, yeah, Young n***a get it, uh
N***a I'm countin' cash, yeah, n***a, like Diddy, yeah
N***a I'm countin cash, yeah, count these digits
My bitch got an ass, yeah, you know I'm gon' hit it, yeah
My bitch got an ass, yeah, you know I'm gon' hit it, yeah
250 on the dash, yeah, you know I'm gon' hit it, yeah
I got hella cash, yeah, you know I'm gon' hit it, yeah
Too many diamonds, yeah, you know them hoes hittin', yeah (Uh, yeah)
Why the opps hidden, huh
Bitch ass n***as, yeah, why the opps hidden, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
What? Yeah, uh
N***a no cap, knock off your head, knock off your head
I put this on my head, yeah
I speak facts, yeah
All my n***as they blatt, yeah
Like black flag, yeah
I keep an arm and a leg, uh
Ride in the back, yeah
250k, yeah
Just for the opps, yeah
Just for the opps, we gotta stop 'em
We gotta stop 'em, uh
We gotta lay 'em, we gotta crop 'em
Lay the bitch down
Put him in a stretcher, he need a doctor
We on him now
Get 'em outta town, get 'em out now
We shut it down, huh
We shut it down bitch, yeah
Look at my ice, ah, uh
Look at this ice bitch, uh
I want my main bitch, uh
I got my side bitches, uh
I got my [?] bitches, uh, uh, yeah, yeah
I got a brown bitch, uh