[Intro]
(Eera, Eera)
Oh, yeah-yeah
Oh, yeah-yeah
Oh, yeah (Surf Gang, bitch)
Oh, yeah-yeah
Pasto Flocco, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah

[Chorus]
I get so much money, they puttin' three commas
Yeah, I ain't for none of the drama
Harry gon' pull up, you know he got pop 'em
Fuck all the opps, keep a TEC in my locker

[Post-Chorus]
Bitches wanna fuck me now
'Cause I got a little bit of clout
I was just a born n***a for the clout
I was dreaming so high, in the clouds

[Verse]
Starting thinking, I'm thinking out loud
Chopper go boom, grrt, pow
Her number I saved, I'm deleting it now
You n***as is snakes, I give 'em fake smiles
Boy, you switched up, digital money with it, oh yeah
'Bout to blow now, now my pockets filled with cheese, oh yeah
[Chorus]
I get so much money, they puttin' three commas
Yeah, I ain't for none of the drama
Harry gon' pull up, you know he got pop 'em
Fuck all the opps, keep a TEC in my locker
I get so much money, they puttin' three commas
Yeah, I ain't for none of the drama
Harry gon' pull up you know he got pop 'em
Fuck all the opps, keep a TEC in my locker

[Post-Chorus]
Bitches wanna fuck me now
'Cause I got a little bit of clout
I was just a born n***a for the clout
I was dreaming so high, in the clouds

[Outro]
Harry gon' pull up, you know he got pop 'em
Harry gon' pull up, you know he got pop 'em
Harry gon' pull up, you know he got pop 'em
Harry gon' pull up, you know he got pop 'em
Harry gon' pull up, you know he got pop 'em
Harry gon' pull up, you know he got pop 'em
Pasto Flocco, yeah