Bean up in my soda
Bitches they approach us
I'm so cold like cold cuts
Everybody know us
You is not my doggie
I'm so wet I'm saucey
Fucked your hoe, I'm sorry
Booling in the lobby
Smoking on that big dope
Brody tote the .44
He'll fucking let it go
And brody on the radio
I'm about to let them know
Smoking on that medical
Feeling like a general
I flex on you in general

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Swag on me
Bag on me
Got the Murikami
And the Tommy
And the Gucci
And the Pherragamo
Swag on me
Bag on me
Got the Louis V
Who is he?
In the Fendi
And the Truey jeans
(X2)
Just hoppеd out of bed
Then I got some hеad
Then I rolled a blunt but I popped a bean instead
Hopped up off some dope, feeling like the pope
I'm so clean like soap and I'm wet just like a boat
Diamonds on my neck
Headed to the check
Put that on the set
I'ma run it up and flex
You know what I'm on
Smoke a lot of lawn
Smoke a lot of boof, boy
You know it got me gone

(Chorus)