[Intro]
(Oh my God, Toren, I love you)
(Pluto got it knockin'—, bitch)
Uh, uh-huh, yeah

[Verse]
I just flew out to the H, finna cop me a Uzi (Cop me a Uzi, yeah)
Yeah, I ain't even cuffin' that ho 'cause I know she choosin' (I know she choosin', yeah)
Yeah, whole gang, they still up, n***a, no we ain't losin' (No we ain't losin, yeah)
All red seats in that Bentley truck (Yeah)
She wanna fuck when I'm high off the drugs (I'm high off the drugs)
I'm wit' my twin, got a stick in the club (Stick in the club)
Yeah, walk in Chanel, spend a dub (Spend a dub)
They know doin' good, but you can't touch
You ain't fell off but you know I went up, ayy (Goin' up)
Know you wanna be like us (Uh yeah, huh)
Might fly his ho out for lunch, yеah (Yeah, yeah)
Might fly his ho out for brunch (Yeah)
Yеah, for the cash, n***a, I'm in a rush, yeah
He got a stick, he gon' buss it, huh
K turn that boy to some Runtz, yeah
We flip that money, it's nothin', ha
I fuck his ho, ain't no cuffin', yeah
That boy, he lame, he be bluffin' (Damn)
That n***a broke and he workin' at Five Guys (Ha)
Bro makin' plans off a iPod (Ha)
We too high, lil' n***a, on Cloud 9 (N***a, on Cloud 9)
He made a band, it's about time (N***a, it's about time)
Might go make that shit four times (Yeah)
Yeah, my n***as still havin' Act' (Still)
Half of these n***as be cap (They be cap)
Talkin' 'bout stealin' they swag (Stealin' they swag)
Fuck it, I'm still in my bag (Still in my bag)
This a Hellcat, look at the dash (Look at the dash)
In this Trackhawk doin' the dash (Doin' the dash)
Still flexin', know I do that bad (Do that bad)
Still flexin', that's why they mad (Yeah, they mad)
Yeah, he be on the 'net all day, he ain't gettin' no cash (Gettin' no cash)
Yeah, bro been on X all week, yeah, I hope he don't crash out (Hope he don't crash out)
Hope we don't crash out (Crash out)
We bring the racks out (Racks out)
We broke some Ac' out (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, ayy, n***a, yeah, we bring that Mac out (Mac out)
We bring them racks out (We bring them racks out), yeah, ayy