[Chorus]

Yeah, I walk in that bitch, I'm faded

I walk in I feel like the grea—

Yeah, I walk in that bitch, I'm faded

I walk in, I feel like the grea—

Yeah, I walk in that bitch, I'm faded

I walk in, I feel like the greatest (Yeah)

These lil' bitches be hatin' (Yeah)

I rock designer, the latest (Yeah)

Hop on my motherfuckin' whip (Whip)

Hop in that bitch, then I make it drift

Yeah, Margiela my kicks (Yeah)

Put on my jeans, I put on the racks

I got the ice on my ne—

(Is it HourNyne in here?)

[Chorus]

Yeah, I walk in that bitch, I'm faded

I walk in, I feel like the greatest (Yeah)

These lil' bitches be hatin' (Yeah)

I rock designer, the latest (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Hop on my motherfuckin' whip (Whip)

Hop in that bitch, then I make it drift

Yeah, Margiela my kicks, yeah

Put on my jeans, I put on the racks

I got the ice on my neck, that shit shine like the light (Light)

Smokin' the thrax, I'm takin' some fight

He say he got racks, okay, alright ('Right, yeah)

[Verse]

I know that it be cap

With the money, I'm runnin' the laps (Laps)

I'm throwin' them hundreds when I'm in the trap

He then diss me, but that shit a wrap (A wrap)

I look at my neck, this shit look magnificent, yeah (Yeah)

I count up my stocks, I count up my dividends

This on me, yeah, that boy he a idiot

I'm throwin' them racks up, bitch, I'm makin' a mess

I'm makin' my move like I'm playin' some chess, uh

These niggas be mad as fuck (Fuck)

They mad 'cause I stay clean like Crest (Yeah)

I need the band, no less, yeah

I need my diamonds baguette, yeah

Feel like The Rock with all this guap

Get all these hundreds, start flexin' (Yeah)

Yeah, that boy he be petty

I'm up all night, I'm countin' the fetty

I'm countin' money like I'm on my shit

Whatever I say, I said it, then I said it

And I give no fuck like don't need no edit (Ooh, ayy, yeah)

I'm on my game like Ed Ed and Eddy (Yeah, yeah)

[Chorus]

Hop on, hop on my motherfuckin' whip

Hop-hop in that bitch then I make it drift

Yeah, Margiela my kicks, yeah

Put on my jeans, I put on the racks

I got the ice on my neck, that shit shine like the light (Light)

Smokin' the thrax, I'm takin' some fight

He say he got racks, okay, alright

[Outro]

(Is it HourNyne in here?)