[Chorus]

Dolce & Gabbana my jeans, got me sagging

And lil' bitch I'm not yo' momma 'cause why you fucking bragging?

Presidential like Obama

Bowing up like I'm Osama

Shoot it up, Tony montana

Why you so lame? Call you a llama

[Verse 1]

He say he was servin', I'm servin' on that too

Big ass bitch, she gon' pull up to the store

I got ecstacy, wassup?

Don't hit my phone, I'on fuck with you

'Cause I got bands up in my pocket, so you know it's rainin' blue

He say he was servin', I'm servin' on that too

Big ass bitch, she gon' pull up to the store

I got ecstacy, wassup?

Don't hit my phone, I'on fuck with you

'Cause I got bands up in my pocket, so you know it's rainin' blue

[Verse 2]

Is that the feds? Fuck the police

We don't fuck with phonies

Strapped up im with my homies

High as hell like some ponies

Like run it back, spin it back

Whole fit, all black, platinium

Like run it back, spin it back

Run it back, spin it back (Ah, ah, ah-ah)

[Chorus]

Dolce & Gabbana my jeans, got me sagging

And lil' bitch I'm not yo' momma 'cause why you fucking bragging?

Presidential like Obama

Bowing up like I'm Osama

Shoot it up, Tony montana

Why you so lame? Call you a llama

[Verse 1]

He say he was servin', I'm servin' on that too

Big ass bitch, she gon' pull up to the store

I got ecstacy, wassup?

Don't hit my phone, I'on fuck with you

'Cause I got bands up in my pocket, so you know it's rainin' blue

He say he was servin', I'm servin' on that too

Big ass bitch, she gon' pull up to the store

I got ecstacy, wassup?

Don't hit my phone, I'on fuck with you

'Cause I got bands up in my pocket, so you know it's rainin' blue

[Verse 2]

Is that the feds? Fuck the police

We don't fuck with phonies

Strapped up im with my homies

High as hell like some ponies

Like run it back, spin it back

Whole fit, all black, platinium

Like run it back, spin it back

Run it back, spin it back (Ah)