No I can't come down, bitch I'm too turnt up
Judge gon give me life, Foreign door Murders
Sitting at a red light, pourin' this purp up
See this LV on my boxers, Why I'm lifting my shirt up
Cops try to search us, hoes tryna twerk us
Walk in with all this ice, Did it on purpose
Got spikes like red hot, need to keep ya tail tucked
Have folks nem deliver this to you, put it in ya mailbox

Niggas be really knowin', bitches be really goin
Look up and the ceiling gone, that ass I'm feelin' on
Need a Christina Milian, I could pop me a wheelie on
Bout to go get some more chains
Like I ain't got enough jewelry on
Went to the trap last night, and I looked up it was dawn
Got a U-Haul backing in, with equipment