Yeah, woah, okay, wish I could disappear, yeah
Make a few bands, see new places, then I reappear (bands)
Yeah, won't see me at the bar, i do not sip no beer
Yeah, would've brought you up, but you're not worth it, it's clear

Yeah, shoot for the stars like NASA, yeah
I want more bread, I want more bread than SASSA (bread) yeah
My diamonds, they dance, diamonds, they dance like salsa (dance)
Eat up the beat like pasta, So much boof like a rasta

K, gotta stay chill, don't panic (chill, yeah, don't panic)
I'm at my show, the crowd looking so manic (manic, yeah, manic)
Brand new flows, man, it's looking tragic for these niggas
Lying on the bed and I dream about figures, yeah

I hear it now
Huh, yes, just call me pretty NARCO (pretty NARCO)
Fuck my cousin, stole my chain and my cargos (fuck)
I'm such a bad kid (damn) I'm such a bad kid (bad)
I'm such a bad kid (bad)
I'm such a bad kid

Wassup (what)
Wassup (what)
Wassup
Wassup
Sup, yeah, sup, sup

If you ain't heard of me, promise you, you will (you will)
I ain't even sign no deal
Just gotta keep it real