[Verse 1: Babyface Ray]
N***as spread rumors like it's poison
Had to smarten up, still living through my choices
Heard they called [?] they can't avoid us
Couldn't buy the bitch a bag, had to buy that bitch [?]
All this rap money, feeling corprit
I still go to [?] with them oranges
Leave it on her face, 'cause she gorgeous
In the parking lot, [?] blues, we have [?]
Lose some, win some, that's just what it is
[?] shirt, [?] jeans, 'bout to run and live
Chewing perks, spilling drank [?] Gucci [?]
I'll fuck up a n***a stash, you can't lose a ten
Tell the baddest bitch in the club twerk some
She fucking first night, 'cause I'm worth some
She gon' fuck mе first night, 'cause I'm turnt up
You can pour it out the pint, when thеm [?] come

[Verse 2: Peezy]
Ten thousand, twenty thousand, thirty, fourty
Miscounted 50 racks, I had to count it over
Sixty thousand for the watch, I know you can't aford it
I can't even lie, Gary got me feeling real important
Rose Gold everything, this for my n***a [?]
Take the [?] off the pint, drop it in the soda
Take the panties off your wife, and tell the bitch bend over
I ain't need a perkaset, I hit the ho when I was sober
Thirty racks the long way, it make it hard to fold it
Leave the mall dragging bags, think I broke my shoulder
Leave the mall diriving fast in that new Rover
Police might as well not get behind me, I ain't pulling over
Hit your bitch and do her [?] my heart the coldest
62 to 120, tht's a bunch of [?]
Say them n***as getting money, I ain't even notice
How the fuck you carey round a strap and it ain't even loaded?
[Verse 3: Team Eastside Lil P]
Mo chicken, mo problems
Speeding in the hellcat, acting so childish
[?] T, [?] sneaks, I don't need a stylest
[?] streets, I ain't do no college
[?] pouring out that pint, fuck a baby bottle
Used to fuck hood rats, now I fuck models
Used to tuck orange peals for a couple dollars
You never been in a hellcat, let me hit the throttle
You know I keep [?] like a New York Nick
Spot bumping 25's, we don't sell no nicks
I ain't jumping on [?] I'ma send your bitch
You wouldn't believe what I spent on my new ice kit
You wouldn't believe what I spent on my re-up
If it ain't a cookie wood, put that weed up
Bitches wanna fuck, n***as wanna be us
Ghetto boys, we the goats, y'all can't see us
Bitch