Bitch, you ain't got nothing on the rich
 Every other day my whole dress code switch
 Cause it keep getting bit
 I had to lay low like they was looking for the kid
 All points bulletin, bathing ape hoodies in
 My sports car internet star
 Killing niggas digitally like they SOCOM
 I'm so calm in the mist of the storm
 Nonchalant, but I'm very aware what's going on
 Fuck mowing the grass for the snakes, I set fire to the lawn
 Baked Spitta kill beats, send flowers to the wake
 Couple hoes deliver some roses and the cake
 What you want, stop the jets fool you must be on
 More than one, no shots I'm just making it known
 I got a gun, got a walk smoking on, pop
 Shit wicked in the city trying to survive, then you should stick with me
 Ya'll don't want to be the duck to get stuck, when the situation turns sticky
 Do your research, homework, history
 Iceberg, denim jackets opened up a fresh package of hanes t-shirts
 Wifebeaters, white as my next door neighbors
 White as my bottom bitch Mercedes
 White as squares on the checkered flag when it's waving
 We winning, needless to say it
 Throw some away and some to the cleaners
 Champagne stain shit, Spitta get lifted like sanctions
 Vocabulary gangster, my ink pen has shanked me
 Jet life til the
 Coffins dropped in the grave, get filled up
 But for now, I'mma live my life lit up
 That coupe got some get up
 Foreign supermodel pent up
 Inside of it she doing chin ups
 I'm riding home boy, you should come get up
 
 Pandemonium, four black SUV's on the road for him
 When he landing, pandemonium
 Bitches run up, not sure which one he rolling in
 Yeah man, pandemonium
 Throwback flow, Deloreans petroleum
 King Jahphi Joe had his women throw roses on the flo' for him
 Pandemonium (yeah)
 
 Side betting at the street races
 10,000, my wager on that Camaro with the craters
 My eyes completely asian, but open the scoping for haters
 They hoping I'm off on my basis
 Swear this weed so elegant, we should grow the shit in vases
 Niggas you scared of, see me in clubs in St. Casius
 They in the streets, I'm in the rap game similar risks we both taken
 Parking dope boy rides outside my enterprise celebrating
 Cause both of our sides made it
 Continuous elevation, I exhibited faith and
 Patience, at the same time I went and got mine
 I wasn't waiting, it's a thin line might wanna count your paces
 Before you cross it, this game a come up and losses
 That's trill bawse shit, what you know about it
 Pandemonium, feel like when a bad bitch come roll for him
 (Yeah)