[Chorus]
Bitches rockin' Prada, homies droppin’ commas
Keep 'em talking while you wylin, watch me get some dollars
Make it rain, go to guap
Take a chain, poppin' bottles
For the game, we- we- welcome to the fame, yeah
Bitches rockin’ Prada, homies droppin' commas
Keep 'em talking while you wylin, watch me get some dollars
Make it rain, go to guap
Take a chain, poppin' bottles
For the game, we- we- welcome to the fame, yeah

[Verse 1]
Moving in the game, everybody unpack
Drop another tape, then I double my racks
Get up in the lamp, then I run it right back
Prolly why they 'member, they be lovin' my tracks
Everybody frozen, lookin' like a mannequin
Ain't really no comparisons, how we making it happen
When these bitches tryna battle, I pummel ’em, it’s embarrassing
I'm going to the dark side, feelin’ like I'm Anakin
Spit into the group, pop
Pull up in a new drop
Put me in a rave and I will end up in the boondocks
Let me get a drink, fuck it, I get a few shots
Look at the wrist, motherfucker those moon rocks
And I'ma get 'em like, back to back
A young, wild motherfucker with th racks to match
I got the fans all flippin’ like acrobatics
And when the white boy kill it, that's Aftermath, I'm like-
[Chorus]
Bitches rockin' Prada, homies droppin' commas
Keep 'em talking while you wylin, watch me get some dollars
Make it rain, go to guap
Take a chain, poppin' bottles
For the game, we- we- welcome to the fame, yeah
Bitches rockin' Prada, homies droppin' commas
Keep 'em talking while you wylin, watch me get some dollars
Make it rain, go to guap
Take a chain, poppin' bottles
For the game, we- we- welcome to the fame, yeah

[Verse 2]
Yeah, gon' medicate
Could a boy levitate
Been up in the lev, and the team gon' detonate
Finna back down, ya'll kill'em but are heavy weight
Got 'em all shook from the rhymes I generate
Man, they know I got unlimited raps
And I'ma spit it with the rhythm 'til the women collapse
And from the minute I kick it, they be givin' me daps
I run around the competition like a victory lap
You lookin' at a veteran, you rappers all irrelevant
I'm all about the Benjamin, all a part of my regiment
You hittin' on a king and you just a fucking degenerate
The rhymes too sick, I started giving 'em medicine
I'm the only winner that's left
Trouble in the past, but the kid is now blessed
All tabout a dollar, better give me that cheque
'Til I'm hopping on the PJ, living out west, like-
[Chorus]
Bitches rockin' Prada, homies droppin' commas
Keep 'em talking while you wylin, watch me get some dollars
Make it rain, go to guap
Take a chain, poppin' bottles
For the game, we- we- welcome to the fame, yeah
Bitches rockin' Prada, homies droppin' commas
Keep 'em talking while you wylin, watch me get some dollars
Make it rain, go to guap
Take a chain, poppin' bottles
For the game, we- we- welcome to the fame, yeah