(Verse 1)

You don't know who the fuck I am, you don't know who the fuck I be

I rock up on your block at night, snitches run away from the real OG

I will empty out my clip, trespass in and fuck your bitch

Just 'cause I'm white, doesn't mean I'm not dark

When I flip my fucking hair I will steal your heart

(Chorus)

I truly think I could get signed to Young Money

When I'm sipping on lean and saying things that sound funny like

Ayy-ya-ya-ya Baby

Ayy-ya Young Moolah, baby

Oh yeah

Oh, god

Oh yeah, oh my god

(Laughing)

Young Moolah baby, oh god

(Verse 2)

Wreck your confidence

Like im obvious, like I’m everything you wanted

Take a bottle love

And make a million bucks, sell your soul for luck

But will a plugin make you happy

When you change it up

Like

You don't sound like you used to

You miss the point, what's the issue? (x2)

Yeah

Bitches and hoes

They can never know

That the money they're about

I made from selling out (x2)

Like, yeah

Young moolah, baby

(Chorus x2)

I truly think I could get signed to Young Money

When I'm sipping on lean and saying things that sound funny like

Ayy-ya-ya-ya Baby

Ayy-ya Young Moolah, baby