(Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)
(Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)
(Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)
(Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)
Fuck it, spend a thousand
Tryna' hear that money counter
G-Glocks up on the marble counter
In my DNA I count up
Yeah, smoking on that baby powder
Fry that boy just like a router
You smoke on loud, I smoke on louder
Throw a fit I lost my lighter
Let me calm down, bitch I'm tryna' ballout, rockstar
5.56 gon' send him up
Big ass bullets hit him hard
Bitch I'm whipping fast cars
You would think I'm Tony Stark
Met this bad bitch at the club
At my crib she snorting starch
Fuck it, spend a thousand
Tryna' hear that money counter
G-Glocks up on the marble counter
In my DNA I count up
Yeah, smoking on that baby powder
Fry that boy just like a router
You smoke on loud, I smoke on louder
Throw a fit I lost my lighter
(Yeah!)
(Huh, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)
(Yeah-ahhh)
(Yeah-ahhh)
(Yeah-ahhh)