Money calling on all phones
On the road, I ain't coming home
I drip, I'm flyer than a drone
I'm geeked, designer drugs in my Styrofoam
I can see you hater with these Cartier frames on
I see you
Saint Laurent, Valentino toes
I see you
Louis V, Supreme, feel like you on
I see you
Bentley Mulsanne right behind that Rolls
I see you
Did this shit for my n***as dead and gone
I still see you

I got a chain on leash, I can control a freak
Mama done made a beast
I ride in the suede seats
I gotta get paid
I gotta get paid, capiche?
I'm glad we can pay the least
I want me a plain petite
I'm solving my problems
I'm gonna get all I need
In and out of the mall through the week
I can't drown in my sorrow
Left the hood, I ain't sorry
I'm touring all overseas
My Christian Dior the C's
Make a hundred tomorrow
Sipping out of the bottle
Used to rock the Movado
Now we copping these Patek Philippes
I ain't trying to go back to the streets
Taking care of my family
Looking out for my nephew and niece
Know they hate that my brother deceased
But still love them, I miss
Money calling on all phones
On the road, I ain't coming home
I drip, I'm flyer than a drone
I'm geeked, designer drugs in my Styrofoam

I can see you hater with these Cartier frames on
I see you
Saint Laurent, Valentino toes
I see you
Louis V, Supreme, feel like you on
I see you
Bentley Mulsanne right behind that Rolls
I see you
Did this shit for my n***as dead and gone
I still see you
Drip, designer, head to toe everywhere I go
I gotta get the backend and got a bad ho
Let's have a double cup toast
I ain't used to have shit, now I do the most
Rock Supreme with the Louis V, got this shit from overseas
Me and Young Gunna, we in Paris
Damn, gotta switch my currency
Bad-ass bitch got an ass like a bumblebee
Do it for my n***as gone, know they looking down on me
Jump in the foreign, heating my seat
I see you look like a repeat
I keep a gun, n***a, ain't shit sweet
Rocking designer, I don't do cheap
Water, water, water, I got a sea

I see you bet you can't do it like me
I'm what your favorite rapper wanna be
I'm on designer drug three
Money calling on all phones
On the road, I ain't coming home
I drip, I'm flyer than a drone
I'm geeked, designer drugs in my Styrofoam
I can see you hater with these Cartier frames on
I see you
Saint Laurent, Valentino toes
I see you
Louis V, Supreme, feel like you on
I see you
Bentley Mulsanne right behind that Rolls
I see you
Did this shit for my n***as dead and gone
I still see you