Angel wings on my vet
Babbages to my left
You looking hungry
We just laughing 'cause we're getting money
I keep them swiping like the windshield
And hos catch flyboys like
Catches on the infield
You f*cking haters part in back
Screaming see you later
Rolling up them swishes kali
Blowing with my haters
Bad bitch kissing me
Neck go Mr T
Dreams gotta
Follow mine
Swimming in the money
Screaming up, see the dollar signs
All I know he's gotta grime
I was born in the struggle
So I had to test her
With the crabs and the barrel
'Cause they hate the lawyer
Always keep a pretty bitch
Versace shirt that make me shit
I'm a product of my environment
So all the flyest shit is what I am trying to get
We're living life on this side
You suckers barely test drive