Yeah, yeahI got woodgrain on my Damier BuckleCool quarter mill in my Goyard duffleI won again so you still gotta shuffleBorn with the drip and just learned how to hustleLook at your bitch through these Dior bifocalsI get me some head, she bend that shit overThey say lately I been lookin' like dollarsPinstripe high waters, I dress like a golferWe ride in foreigns, ain't no more ImpalasThey ain't have the new born but I got baby bottlesShoppin' at Barney, I drip like a modelWatch how I drip when I hit that Met GalaCodeine I sip with my lip, don't get splatteredDoctor told me I got l lean in my bladderRun through this cash like family don't matterI got your back, feel the same pain togetherPop off the tag, my partner just swearBaby blue Jag made my mom feel betterFucked a snow bunny at my show at CoachellaVVS damn they pointers in my bezelWe move too fast, it get slimy as everLife is too grimy, I watch for the devilIt's a Rolls Royce, and it comes with umbrellas2018 and that Porsche CarreraGoyard pouch (hey)Racks in the quarter ounce (hey)Two accounts (hey)Large amounts, oohShop around (hey)Designer down, oohDrip or drown (hey)Drip or drown, oohKillin' these hoes, need to call paramedicsNew Fendi runners, I feel athleticRun that shit up, bought my partner a PatekBlowin' this cash, it was times we ain't have itGot twenty-one bitches, I must be a savageCook in the kitchen, the dope smell like acidPourin' this Hi-Tech, I'm sippin', relaxin'Vibes in LA, Gunna fuckin' the baddestFN ain't plastic, put him in a casketI wiped his nose quickly, pass him a napkin (slime)Got an addiction, in love with this fashionPrayin' for all of my bros like we CatholicLifetime of hats 'cause you always be cappin'Niggas ain't eatin', stop cappin', you ain't fastin'Can't get no sleep 'cause my life is all actionSee how shit happened, I made it in rappin'Goyard pouch (hey)Racks in the quarter ounce (hey)Two accounts (hey)Large amounts, oohShop around (hey)Designer down, oohDrip or drown (hey)Drip or drown, ooh