[Intro]
Ayy, man, you could ask a goddamn every fleetwood it is, you know what I'm sayin'?
You could ask Tony, yo, Mooky, Speedboat, 4 Trey, DuLu, [?]
(Murda on the beat, that's not nice man)
I swear I been gettin' it
Hee!

[Chorus]
I got me fifty hoes, I'm a young gigolo (Okay)
I got me fifty hoes, I'm a young gigolo (I'ma gigo')
Five-hundred-fifty bros and I'm in the middle though (Can't see me)
Didn't go to school too long, but I know the centerfold (Let's go)
Wrist on a brick, uh, I was just serving these nicks, uh (Serving these nicks)
You on the list, uh, hundred shots, you gon' get hit (Hit, hit)
We 'bout to pull up with the stick (Stick)
Think twice 'fore you diss (Diss)
You better not trust that bitch (Bitch)
Better not swap your spit (Shit)

[Verse 1]
Hop out your Bentley then hop in the Bentley then pull off and skin it (Sk–skrrt)
Actavis sizzurp every summer, I ain't tussin', you drankin' that Whitney (Whitney)
I'm 'bout to serve the plug a couple times and then run off of with business (Skrrt, go)
Nobody wanna serve a n***a now, we ran off on the kinnid, yeah (On blood)
Geeked like Whitney (Yeah), dope got me geeked like Whitney (Whitney)
Money got me geeked like Whitney (RIP)
Give me dope head like Whitney (Yeah)
Diamonds, they sprayin' like Whitney (Let's go)
Put a hundred on your head, I'm in it (Woah)
Hop out, make it spray like Lenny
Y'all n***a rats like kittens (Pussy ass n***a)
Tell me what you need (Yeah)
New school, no Ds (School, no Ds)
Better ready for the feast (Oh yeah)
New shoes, no Yeezys (Shoes, no Yeezys)
Me and my bitch be [?] (On God)
And I'm ready to pimp her, 7 thou' for the Clive Christian
And that's why
[Chorus]
I got me fifty hoes, I'm a young gigolo (Okay)
I got me fifty hoes, I'm a young gigolo (Let's go)
Five-hundred-fifty bros and I'm in the middle though (You don't see me)
Didn't go to school too long, but I know the centerfold (Yeah, yeah)
Wrist on a brick, uh, I was just serving these nicks, uh (Yeah, yeah)
You on the list, uh, hundred shots, you gon' get hit (Hit, hit)
We 'bout to pull up with the stick (Stick)
Think twice 'fore you diss (Diss)
You better not trust that bitch (Bitch)
Better not swap your spit (Shit)

[Verse 2]
I'd rather cop me a whip (Whip)
I won't diss no bitch (Bitch)
10 thousand dollar worth clips (Clips)
We ain't runnin' out of this shit (Brrr)
Give a Percocet to your bitch (Yeah)
Now the bitch slurpin' on dick (Dick)
Got a circle lane with the clique (Clique, clique, clique)
Universal n***a with the shits (Shits)
Four tre don't got dough play (Uh-uh)
Geeked up, I don't know my name (Facts)
Feel like I'm on cocaine (Why?)
Gettin' money, still on my dough, mane (Let's go)
Minks all on my floors, mane (Minks)
700 thousand dollars for a dope chain (Swoo)
Turn a Cuban link to a choke chain ([?])
I was 'bout to blow like propane (Brrraa)
I got 10 chains on me, ho (10 chains)
I ain't worried 'bout no 2 Chainz (Sheesh)
[?] 'fore I go (Sheesh)
'Cause momma don't need no new pain (Ha)
I got Ferraris and boats (I got Ferraris)
Walk at the dock and go hop on a boat (Hop on a boat)
A long way from maintain (From maintain)
Gettin' head in the Mulsanne (Slatt)
The realest, the illest (Ayy)
You know I'm gon' make sure the crew ate (Get it)
The critics (Critics), forget it (Forget it)
I'm just tryna make sure your crew dead (Woah)
When the business get finished (What?)
You get hundred racks and a blue Range (Hundred racks)
I'm Dennis (Yeah), The Menace (On God)
I've been gettin' this paper for a couple ages (Let's go)
[Chorus]
I got me fifty hoes, I'm a young gigolo
I got me fifty hoes, I'm a young gigolo
Five-hundred-fifty bros and I'm in the middle though
Didn't go to school too long, but I know the centerfold
Wrist on a brick, uh, I was just serving these nicks, uh (Serving these nicks)
You on the list, uh, hundred shots, you gon' get hit (Hit, hit)
We 'bout to pull up with the stick (Stick)
Think twice 'fore you diss (Diss)
You better not trust that bitch (Bitch)
Better not swap your spit (Shit)