| Look young and paid with these stacks on me | 
| I never used to get it, came up off road | 
| So I had to get it on my own | 
| Oh shit, run a cheque, yeah | 
| Oh shit, it’s a flex, yeah | 
| Is it the Rollie or the Patek? | 
| Nah | 
| I need more diamonds on my neck, yeah (Yeah) | 
| «Nines, how you still flippin' haze?» | 
| I ain’t grinding, this shit sells itself like my triple A’s | 
| All this weed, we ain’t runnin' out of flavours | 
| Their re-up's in the post and mine’s is coming in containers, uh | 
| I was gonna bring him in, help him do a grow | 
| Coulda been in crop circle on our UFO | 
| My little nigga lost a nina, that ain’t a loss to Nina | 
| Fam, I had a hundred birds stuck in Costa Rica | 
| I just copped a thousand rounds for the Glock | 
| Can’t find your yard? | 
| I’ll spray up every house on your block | 
| It ain’t back, fam, these packs got me up, the gamble on | 
| Accumulators, I do bets on the back of a truck, uh | 
| Them pagans are broke, Ice City’s wavier | 
| Told the jeweller «Flood the ring like Wrestlemania» | 
| You wanna hear somethin' crazier? | 
| My nigga made 900K off a brick in Australia | 
| These niggas claim that they fuck with me (No) | 
| Look young and paid with these stacks on me | 
| I never used to get it, came up off road | 
| So I had to get it on my own | 
| Oh shit, run a cheque, yeah | 
| Oh shit, it’s a flex, yeah | 
| Is it the Rollie or the Patek? | 
| Nah | 
| I need more diamonds on my neck, yeah (Yeah) | 
| See, no more Rollie, gold Patek, yeah, yeah, yeah | 
| Fuck the fame, I came for respect, yeah, yeah, yeah | 
| I don’t need nobody say I’m next, nah | 
| See, I get love up in the East, up in the West though | 
| No love for these fed hoes | 
| I’m just tryna touch all this paper like I’m on nest though | 
| I don’t give a fuck 'bout no hater, that’s what this vest for | 
| She say that she love me, XOXO | 
| But she can’t even hug me, I’m so special | 
| I try to leave but I can’t let go | 
| Somethin' bout these streets got it feelin' like my next home | 
| These fedarales got me switchin' to my next phone | 
| I can’t love no more, word to my ex hoe | 
| I don’t do the club, oh no, tryna invest more | 
| See, my nigga got the G2C, it got the red glow | 
| I just sold the next two keys right off this Encro | 
| Yo' shit sells slow, my shit Tesco (Yeah, yeah) | 
| These niggas claim that they fuck with me (No) | 
| Look young and paid with these stacks on me | 
| I never used to get it, came up off road | 
| So I had to get it on my own | 
| Oh shit, run a cheque, yeah | 
| Oh shit, it’s a flex, yeah | 
| Is it the Rollie or the Patek? | 
| Nah | 
| I need more diamonds on my neck, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah) |