[Intro: Sean Kingston]
Hey, Kingston
Whoa

[Chorus: Sean Kingston]
Pull up in the Rari or the Lambo (Hey)
I’ma get the money, n***a, mando
Said she love a n***a from the West Coast
Keep it a hundred 'til the day I die
Drakeo wanna see it every time I slide
I made it through the rain, now a n***a gon’ shine (Oh)

[Verse 1: Drakeo the Ruler]
Pull up Rari back to back, I’m a two-timer
I’m the Ruler, I’m the Don, you a shoe shiner
Wrist breaker in the club, all loose diamonds
Drown a n***a at the club, what you gon’ do 'bout it?
I seen struggle and the rain, now I’m back ballin’
A hundred-fifty thousand cash and the strap on me
For my career, know some n***as go to bat for me
They’ll die and bust a couplе straps for me
See me up in Neiman Marcus, I was mud walkin’
You ain’t been whеre I been, n***a, stop talkin’
I am just a street n***a, I ain’t no shot caller
My young n***a, he just taped the whole block for me
If you lookin’ up to Heaven, there’s a spot for you
Always on my Instagram, you a spot burner
If you lookin’ at my chains, it is not worth it
Loud pipes in the 'Ghini make the block nervous (Ugh)
[Chorus: Sean Kingston]
Pull up in the Rari or the Lambo (Hey)
I’ma get the money, n***a, mando
Said she love a n***a from the West Coast
Keep it one hundred 'til the day I die
Drakeo wanna see it every time I slide
I made it through the rain, now a n***a gon’ shine (Oh)

[Verse 2: Drakeo the Ruler]
We back to back in them coupes, what we on, bro?
You’ll see the jealousy and envy cause my songs rollin’
Everything creamy, bro, I got on four hundred
I got disco VV, you see the pole jumpin’
Let a n***a blink wrong, I’m a soul snatcher
I’m a dirty lil’ dog, I’m a toe tagger
He Instagram tough, I shit bagged like four rappers
It’s a movie in the chop, I’m a cold actor
Sometimes I feel like this rap shit ain’t for me
Does this all come cause I’m from California?
Or I’m just dealin’ with extreme paranoia?
Go Maybach or just double park the Rari?
I got the devil in my head, should I speak to him?
What I’m dealin’ with is police and street rumors
If you vibin’ with the Ruler, baby, speak to me
'Cause I’ll pull out right now and let you see somethin’
[Chorus: Sean Kingston]
Pull up in the Rari or the Lambo (Hey)
I’ma get the money, n***a, mando
Said she love a n***a from the West Coast
Keep it one hundred 'til the day I die
Drakeo wanna see it every time I slide
I made it through the rain, now a n***a gon’ shine (Oh)