[Intro]
I'm smoking on 'za, this bitch fire, I can't even hit your–
The whole world wanna be young rich bastard
The whole world wanna be young rich bastard
The whole world wanna be young rich bastard
The whole world wanna be young rich bastard

[Verse]
Lil' n***a I'm smoking on 'za, this bitch fire, I can't even hit your Breeze
Lil' bitch hit your knees, you know she a bop, bitch gon' suck on me
I ain't ever cop no pleas even when I was broke [?]
[?] tryna diss on me, n***a you gon' fast forward your death
N***a we ain't got no ref, [?]
Don't even like her chest, gave her 10, she went and got new breasts
All your dope be pressed, don't even want it you can't even pass my tests
I walk in the club and the ho's gon' run in my own section I ain't even been there yet
Everybody know 'bout me n***a young rich bastards with NBA check
N***a what's your flex one of my watches cost all of your neck