text: We havin a check by the way 
  Huh, woo woo woo 
  You feel me? you dig
  Shit look easy, know what I mean
  Hey
  Dont I look like Im the shit lil nigga? 
  Look at my motherfuckin wrist lil nigga 
  Thought you had hits but you missed lil nigga 
  Why you keep starin at my bitch lil nigga? 
  You little niggas keep gossiping 
  You should go work for the blogs and them 
  Dont fuck with the gang, they the opposite 
  Pop at them niggas, apocalypse 
  Um, yeah, you cannot stop it 
  Run up that bag, we gon go get a profit 
  Um, yeah, this no Monopoly 
  But we got colorful money and property
  Um, yeah, whats in your pocket? 
  The pocket rocket, please do not size me 
  Um, yeah, bored on the private
  Boogers look snotty, Im good on a thotty 
  Uh, yeah, Im bout to get his ass hit 
  Yeah, pay that lil dime 
  Yeah, if you get knocked for that body 
  Yeah, do that lil time 
  Yeah, half of a brick is a nine plus nine, cant show this on Vine 
  Yeah, most of you niggas drop dimes on dimes, you cant do the time 
  Elliot got me on blind, Im blind, I cant see my time 
  Yeah, if Im a gangster my bitch is a gangster, she ready to slide 
  Bitch I cant face it, I sip on the Matrix, Im dead or alive 
  If I go broke Im not asking nobody, Im ready to rob 
  Slob on my knob, canary diamonds, corn on the cob 
  Fifty K sloppy, all in my pocket, call it a Whopper 
  Cant kick it, no soccer, birds in the trap still sing like an opera 
  Robinson 44 , bitch take a trip in the chopper
  Still ballin like forty-four, and we still pull up with choppers
  Still bustin off forty-four, you talkin bout guns or the profit 
  Yeah, go pick up a bigger load, from Pablo, Rico, and Papi 
  You got them bricks, we gon hit the door 
  Im in your hood, Robin
  Dont I look like Im the shit lil nigga? 
  Look at my motherfuckin wrist lil nigga 
  Thought you had hits but you missed lil nigga 
  Why you keep starin at my bitch lil nigga? 
  You little niggas keep gossiping 
  You should go work for the blogs and them 
  Dont fuck with the gang, they the opposite 
  Pop at them niggas, apocalypse 
  Um, yeah, you cannot stop it 
  Run up that bag, we gon go get a profit 
  Um, yeah, this no Monopoly 
  But we got colorful money and property
  Um, yeah, whats in your pocket? 
  The pocket rocket, please do not size me 
  Um, yeah, bored on the private
  Boogers look snotty, Im good on a thotty 
  Bardi, uh
  Aint with the politicking with you, I dont need to vote 
  I sell tracks that these tours need for seating rows 
  Im in the spot these whack bitches is competing for 
  Matter fact Im that bitch thats really eating the most 
  Im with your nigga cause he know just how treat a ho 
  Lets talk money in Spanish cause I can speak it in both 
  I been ballin kinda like when Derek Jeter rose 
  Im with the papis with machetes so dimelo 
  Travel with the hitters and you know they keep the pole 
  Bye now lil bitch, you can get pita-rolled 
  He kept the ice on my neck and kept that fever low 
  Dont I look like Im the shit lil nigga? 
  Look at my motherfuckin wrist lil nigga 
  Thought you had hits but you missed lil nigga 
  Why you keep starin at my bitch lil nigga? 
  You little niggas keep gossiping 
  You should go work for the blogs and them 
  Dont fuck with the gang, they the opposite 
  Pop at them niggas, apocalypse 
  Um, yeah, you cannot stop it 
  Run up that bag, we gon go get a profit 
  Um, yeah, this no Monopoly 
  But we got colorful money and property
  Um, yeah, whats in your pocket? 
  The pocket rocket, please do not size me 
  Um, yeah, bored on the private
  Boogers look snotty, Im good on a thotty