[Chorus]

With my boys in the trap just like Backstreet

Draco make a nigga run like a track meet

We in the Uber and she top me in the backseat

I'm sellin' dope, they gon' put it on my rap shit

[Verse]

Simple nigga, I like money, I like clothes

And chasin' bitches, they don't follow where I go (Nah, for real)

I get my cup, get my Tris' and then I'll plow

Keep it on me, baby, she my baby on the low

I been countin' hundreds and they thumbin', watch it flow (Yeah)

My new bitches gunnin' and they stunnin' like the snow

Keep that glizzy on me even when I'm at the show

I'm throwin' paper in the club, it's on the floor

I told her shake it if she wanna see some more

I ain't slippin' in this bitch, not with the bros

With my Blood, so I'm throwin' up the fives

Balenciaga on me, yeah, all of the clothes

I like to party, Harly

White girl in me, she said that I'm so gnarly

Young and famous, I feel like I'm iCarly

Charlie, answer my phone, told him, "Probably"

Molly got me movin' different, said I'm feelin' like a zombie

Opps, stay home, this a fast life, Ferrari

This ho is sloppy, she top me

Wipe your nose and blast, you aren't feelin' godly

[Chorus]

With my boys in the trap just like Backstreet

Draco make a nigga run like a track meet

We in the Uber and she top me in the backseat

I'm sellin' dope, they gon' put it on my rap shit