| Homey look at me, yeah |
| Why you mad? 30 chains on shining like bling |
| I see you mad, you want me down to my last dollar |
| All they holler like clean! |
| There they go, there they go, there they go |
| Shining so clean, there they go, there they go, there they go |
| Shining so clean, diamonds clear, million dollar meetings in the air |
| Fly talk Medusa face on everything I wear |
| Drop head, I’m laid back, I don’t count money, I weight that |
| I pop ace, straight jack, I buy new, I don’t trade back |
| Ha, me and Harry in that two door, got that hoodie when that sudo flowing |
| Smoke with that roof off flying high |
| I be riding round with that marvelo, got a hundred rounds of a hundred pounds |
| 30 grand did a hundred shows, like ha |
| Them cryin' |
| They want me on the corner, watch mine die |
| Back blocks since hair lock, cash in I jail out |
| Big shows I sell out, real I bail out |
| Homey look at me, yeah |
| Why you mad? 30 chains on shining like bling |
| I see you mad, you want me down to my last dollar |
| All they holler like clean! |
| There they go, there they go, there they go |
| Shining so clean, there they go, there they go, there they go |
| I’m riding ninja stars, 850 v12 |
| I’m futuristic, clean mine with the seashells |
| These bitches do my feet, then place the heat to your cheeks |
| So I can chew the beef in Greece |
| The linen hanging loose now, let the loot pile |
| Doing indos in the coup, wild, with the roof down |
| And it’s pouring rain, round I put this knife right through your daughter’s name |
| We smoking different colors like when the autumn came |
| Oh, seen me sitting on the softest leather |
| No, me and these never walked together |
| They just want me for these things I have acquired |
| Yo, when I told you that I loved you I was lying |
| Smoke some |