[Verse 1: AWOL$]

All of my niggas be flicking them ashes baddest hoes thickest of asses trying to roll with a nigga with cash and all the gold a nigga be flashing

Thousand dollar glasses sitting on my face I got them asking can you really not see or did you buy them for the fashion

Now they track and watch my movements when I move across the atlas first class and all you niggas flying coach ain't in my classes

Damier up on the waist

Carry on just to match it sickest clothes nigga valid switching flows spitting classic for the goal of booking shows and getting money just for rapping

That's what happens when you 16 with a passion to be massive and I practice to be past wackest rappers Far from average Acrobatics flipping tracks to get the cash and get established

I'm a young nigga

Rhymes so motherfucking ill

Bad bitch black lips she so motherfucking trill

Diamond bezel on the watch I stay dressing like a mill and I'm ready for the top independent fuck a deal (please)

[HOOK]

Don't blow my high x 4

All these bitches know I'm fly don't blow my high

And they flocking by the load when that Rose roll by

And that Rose gold shine all my logos prime

YSL, Louis V ain't even Old enough to drive

[Verse: 2 AWOL$]

I be that fly motherfucker

Mister best dressed

Cop before it drop I got these bitches impressed

And I don't say a word I let the fendi express

Tell these niggas suck a cock with all that Internet fresh

And me

I'm something that these bitches expect

Walk past them got them struck and then these bitches stretch necks

Ho niggas stealing swag with that indirect theft

Rocking thousand dollar jeans none my shit a cent less

Got my windows down driving threw the sunset

Million dollar dreaming got my eyes on the success

Lately I've been meaning to do what hasn't been done yet administration hating they treat me like I'm a suspect

Cause the Rollie on my wrist is more then they get to cut checks

Y'all bums stressed

Living how I want I got these fuck niggas upset

Likes what's next

Believe I'm breaking all the rules claiming (XXXXX) till I'm famous and I make it on the news (wassup)

[HOOK]

Don't blow my high x 4

All these bitches know I'm fly don't blow my high

And they flocking by the load when that Rose roll by

And that Rose gold shine all my logos prime

YSL, Louis V ain't even Old enough to drive

YSL, Louis V ain't even Old enough to drive. (x2)