(Hook:Diesel & Lil Mister)
I got bands in my pockets bitch you know I'mma boss
Smoking dope I'm with the stars bitch you know that I'm gone
Similar to a plane bitch the way I take off
Enemies are mini mes man these n***as too small
Enemies won't hold me back bitch I'm about to take off
This n***as I don't know I just call them the flaw
When we make it to the top guarantee we go ball
I'mma giant to you n***as man you n***as too small

(Verse 1:Lil mister)
I'm on my money shit they say I think I'm a boss
I'mma shine on you n***as all I know is two flaw
And my pockets super fat like I stuff Rick Ross
Ridin' in a foreign whip just to spurge and show off
If you hit the loud once man I swear you go cough
And my homies with the shits so you n***as get lost
And my zone turnin' up yeah I'm bout to blast off
Three two one
Montana go ham bitch I go ape shit
Ridin' in the Benz bitch I am skating
Diesel is my mans we stay up off that loud
Pack sticky shit keep a n***a in the shit

(Hook:Lil Mister & Diesel)
I got bands in my pockets bitch you know I'mma boss
Smoking dope I'm with the stars bitch you know that I'm gone
Similar to a plane bitch the way I take off
Enemies are mini mes man these n***as too small
Enemies won't hold me back bitch I'm about to take off
This n***as I don't know I just call them the flaw
When we make it to the top guarantee we go ball
I'mma giant to you n***as man you n***as too small

(Verse 2:Diesel)
Off the loud my eyes low I can't see you at all
I know all this bitches gonna I crack em like credit cards
I pull up straight flexin' hopping out foreign cars
Sippin' on that space juice I'm v.i.p up in Mars
I'm too high need a parachute
Girl pussy warm like a pair of shoes
And the watch sick n***a it might puke
Don't come at me wrong or I might shoot
I'm all about the money I'm gettin' too the loot
And my guns blow like tooba do
I'm Diesel bitch I stay blowin' packs
My money long and my pockets fat
Like velcro I keep the strap
I could make the scene if they wanna act
They trigger pulled and them shells clap
My cup full and them swishers fat
Me and Mister run hoes like back to back
Bring the seven out the door like I'm shooting craps

(Hook:Lil Mister & Diesel)
I got bands in my pockets bitch you know I'mma boss
Smoking dope I'm with the stars bitch you know that I'm gone
Similar to a plane bitch the way I take off
Enemies are mini mes man these n***as too small
Enemies won't hold me back bitch I'm about to take off
This n***as I don't know I just call them the flaw
When we make it to the top guarantee we go ball
I'mma giant to you n***as man you n***as too small