[Intro]

Ayy (Buss one)

(Ajaks, this a banger)

Ayy

Ayy

Ayy, check me out

Okay, ayy, huh

[Verse]

Fifty thousand dollars on me now, who tryna call my bluff?

Ran this shit up all by myself, ain't gotta call for nothin'

Really Rich forever lit, if they ain't rockin' with us, fuck 'em

Chrome Heart denim, baby, you can't find these in the Buckle

Ten milli', I ain't scuffling, you try it, you in trouble

Quit chasin' them hoes, nigga, once you try it, you gon' bubble

On stage high like David Ruffin, we in the club pourin' 'Tussin (Drank)

I be done poured a nigga rent, but these niggas homeless (On my baby)

You say you can cook a brick? Okay, nigga, show me

I keep a Kenan Kel-Tec just like Nickelodeon

I'm with a bad-ass bitch, she say she Cambodian

Go tell your drunk-ass uncle I got some paper old as him

(Nigga, been slammin', lil'-ass nigga)

Huh, a nigga play, we gon' put him down and stand over him

These broke-ass niggas salty, out here throwin' sodium

I got a phobia for broke niggas out here owin' niggas

I was broke, but I had to get up and go show them niggas

Cracked a hundred out the strike, damn near blew the motor in it

I'm hittin' the road, she say she goin' with me

It's cool, baby know to play her role, I made her hold the glizzy

LA, New York, Houston, then the O, bitch, I been gettin' busy

I hit Iceman Nick and dropped a forty, bitch, it's gettin' chilly (Cold)

Bae, give me some head, naw, I ain't with all the sentimental

Take me to the source, ain't with all the monkeys in the middle, huh

My nigga keep some 'caine on him, he ain't crippled

I got some shit could drop a reindeer in this pistol

I'm pourin' Tris up out the pint, I never pour a little

It's Big Chick, buss a brick, you niggas Stuart Little

They love me 'cause I do the most, you niggas do a little

A thousand grams done blew the motor, damn near threw the blender (Fuck)

Ten, ten, ten, ten, ten, I'm runnin' through them bitches (We runnin' through this shit)

I heard you niggas goin' poor, money through with niggas (Money through with them)

Me and bro 'nem stumblin' out Dior, we just blew a chicken

New B-30s cost a G, my left shoe a digit

I got so many bad bitches tellin' me, "Baby, do your big one"

Hmm, ayy, I got so many bad bitches tellin' me, "Baby, do your big one" (Ayy, do your big one)

Ayy, huh, I got so many bad bitches tellin' me, "Baby, do your big one"