Ohhhhh Trademark! Ayy, brodie got a bag, got another bag SBSN shit, put it on the map Stop being so nice, I ain't tryna laugh Michael Jackson, my shit, girl I'm going bad And I'm oh so fly, it's in the past Risky shit, Jet Lee, it'll never last And you gon' keep playing with me like that Girl, I been fast asleep, got jetlag (What? What?) Ayy, brodie, relax, we ain't never mad Only twenty years old with hella cash Sliding in an X6 going too fast And I'ma move how I wanna move, girl, I'm hella rad Know the opps wanna pay to see me lose Said my time been up, but it never has And these folks gotta pay to see me score Twenty point blowout, hella body bags Got a big-ass chop, finna give a nigga heat for sure Make him belly roll, Yeah J lo I got the sauce when I walk, peso, peso (Okay) Ayy, big steppin', Simon says go, bitch, go All these diamonds on me squeezing my throat Need a redemption, I'm getting it close I'm bringing my own style, I'm not a hypebeast Rest in peace Mac Dre, in the Bay getting hyphy And this bike chain shiny, yup, right in my white tee Automatically in, you ain't have to invite me Got a big, big bird and she ain't my wifey I don't drive eighty-five, yeah, that shit don't excite me Only hundred or more when I'm up in this white thing Bitch green bean, now do it like Nike, go I been flooring love, woah, woah, woah, woah (I've been flooring, I've been flooring, I've been flooring) The pain enormous, yo, so-woah-woah-woah Ayy, brodie got a bag, got another bag SBSN shit, put it on the map Stop being so nice, I ain't tryna laugh Michael Jackson, my shit, girl I'm going bad And I'm oh so fly, it's in the past Risky shit, Jet Lee, it'll never last And you gon' keep playing with me like that Girl, I been fast asleep, got jetlag (What? What?) Ayy, brodie, relax, we ain't never mad Only twenty years old with hella cash Sliding in an X6 going too fast And I'ma move how I wanna move, girl, I'm hella rad Know the opps wanna pay to see me lose Said my time been up, but it never has And these folks gotta pay to see me score Twenty point blowout, hella body bags (What?)