I say I, I say I'm counting paper 'til the day I rest

They say I'm spoiled, but I can't tell, 'cus everyday I stay fresh

I'm ripping open all the new bags

Keep popping off all these new tags

All up on my 3 piece two swag

Bitch gimme head like Doo Rags

With the new jag, with the roof back

This weed good, but my coupe bad

Shout out to all my old hoes, I'm rich now, bitch too bad

Should of loved me when I had hub-caps, now it's 21 inch Asanti rims

6 figure nigga, on the first check, before I signed the deal

Now I gotta grind, until I'm out of time

Put my name all on that dotted line

Another deal, get another grill

I shine all this, lil' out of mind

But I'll snatch your link like Deebo

Get yo ass jacked like Steve-O

Get high but I creep low

I'm number one on point, like D Rose

I'm in love with my fourth ho!