[Intro: Billionaire Black, FBG Duck & HotBoy Freek]
Woah (Whoo, whoo)
Uh-oh
Freek, what up?
Three, what up? Let's get it (Cocaine, n***a)
Maybe it's the designer (Designer)
Ayy, maybe 'cause I got clout (Young n***as got it)
I think 'cause I'm a young rich n***a (Young rich n***as)
Woah, let's get it

[Chorus: HotBoy Freek]
Now is it my designer why these bitches choosin'? (I don't know)
Now is it my persona why these bitches goin'? (Bitches goin')
I don't know if it's the money, but these bitches choosin' (Your bitch is choosin')
But my n***as at the top, my team is never losin' (We never losin')
Now is it 'cause I'm bussin' jugs these bitches goin'? (Jugs, jugs, jugs)
Now is it 'cause I'm blowin' dope these bitches choosin'? (Bah, bah, bah, baow)
I don't know if it's the foreign, but these bitches choosin'
Hater heard we're at the top, my team is never losin' (That dopey-dope)

[Verse 1: HotBoy Freek]
Now I be rockin' Gucci, Louie, Polo, Pelle (Designer)
And all the bad bitches in the town, they know me (All them bitches know me)
For trappin' out the bando and I'm gettin' money (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Keep the poley on me, hater-ers is my on me
Now all my n***as foreign blowin' dopey-dope
And you can keep that reggie, blowin' potent smoke (Pow, pow, pow, pow)
HotBoy, ask your bitch, she got me on her list
Double cup, crushed ice with the Actavis (Skrrt, skrrt)
Now all the thotianas out here tryna blow me
Shorty mixed with redbone, but don't even know me
Hit me a lick on my telephone, two beans, molly water, and my styrofoam
10K for the dick, let's get it on, thotiana, it's Dahlia, got me in zone
[Chorus: HotBoy Freek & Billionaire Black]
Now is it my designer why these bitches choosin'? (I don't know)
Now is it my persona why these bitches goin'? (Bitches goin')
I don't know if it's the money, but these bitches choosin' (Your bitch is choosin')
But my n***as at the top, my team is never losin' (We never losin')
Now is it 'cause I'm bussin' jugs these bitches goin'? (Jugs, jugs, jugs)
Now is it 'cause I'm blowin' dope these bitches choosin'? (Woah)
I don't know if it's the foreign, but these bitches choosin' (What up, Freek? One hundred)
Hater heard we're at the top, my team is never losin' (That dopey-dope)

[Verse 2: Billionaire Black]
Maybe it's the Fendi, maybe it's the Gucci (Gucci)
Maybe it's the Louie why she wanna chew me (Chew me)
Bitch, I'm Billion Black, my life is like a movie (Like a movie)
Hundred shots up in the clip, now watch me squeeze this Uzi (Brrat-brrat, brrat-brrat, brrat-brrat, brrat)
Maybe it's the Truey, maybe it's the Prada (Maybe it's Prada)
Got these bitches on my dick, my swag hotter than lava (Whoo, whoo)
Got your bitch pussy wet just like some water (Let's get it)
Got a four of that purp' up in the baby bottle (Let's get it)
Bitch, I'm swagged out, shout out to my plug (Swag, swag, swag, swag)
I'm flexin', I'm finessin', know I'm bussin' jugs (Flex and finesse, flex and finesse)
Money on my mind, n***a, I'ma get it (Band up)
N***a sneak dissin', couple shells in his fitted (Woah, woah), gang

[Chorus: HotBoy Freek & FBG Duck]
Now is it my designer why these bitches choosin'? (I don't know)
Now is it my persona why these bitches goin'? (Bitches goin')
I don't know if it's the money, but these bitches choosin' (Your bitch is choosin')
But my n***as at the top, my team is never losin' (We never losin')
Now is it 'cause I'm bussin' jugs these bitches goin'? (Jugs, jugs, jugs)
Now is it 'cause I'm blowin' dope these bitches choosin'? (Bah, bah, bah, baow)
I don't know if it's the foreign, but these bitches choosin' (Whoo)
Hater heard we're at the top, my team is never losin' (Turn up, damn)
[Verse 3: FBG Duck]
Hoes know I'm the shit, that's why they tryna meet me (Whoo, whoo)
But they can't come around if they not kind of freaky (True, turn up)
Girl, you know you wanna fuck me while you tryna flex
But I don't want the pussy, I prefer the neck
Is it 'cause I rap or is it 'cause I'm flee?
Or maybe it's just 'cause she know I'm FBG (Gang)
Shout out to my block, bitch, that's 063 (St. Lawrence, St. Lawrence, St. Lawrence)
My shooters, they don't play, they tote them Glocks for me (Boom, boom, boom, grrah)
N***as think I'm lackin', n***as think this sweet
Until they run up on me, then it's R.I.P
I just fucked your girlfriend, n***a, last week (Thotty)
But you can have her back 'cause that bitch really weak (Gang, turn up)

[Chorus: HotBoy Freek]
Now is it my designer why these bitches choosin'? (I don't know)
Now is it my persona why these bitches goin'? (Bitches goin')
I don't know if it's the money, but these bitches choosin' (Your bitch is choosin')
But my n***as at the top, my team is never losin' (We never losin')
Now is it 'cause I'm bussin' jugs these bitches goin'? (Jugs, jugs, jugs)
Now is it 'cause I'm blowin' dope these bitches choosin'? (Bah, bah, bah, baow)
I don't know if it's the foreign, but these bitches choosin'
Hater heard we're at the top, my team is never losin' (That dopey-dope)

[Outro: HotBoy Freek]
Ah, ah, uh-oh
Ah, ah, uh-oh, oh
All my n***as villains, n***a
All my n***as insane
All we got is this music
All we got is this music
Uh-oh, uh-oh
Cocaine, n***a