You know, you know, you know What I'ma do without you? Make it big, and I won't sell no soul Say you gettin' cheese, but it's nachos I threw a four and I'm in a Ford I get some bands, but I need some more I get the cake when I'm on the road See the red and blue, then I gotta go No rats, we gon' find out who told Big bands in my jeans, yes, no cap Feel like a dyke 'cause I keep a strap So high, feel like I'm up in NASA Master P, man, I feel like the master Y'all be cappin', say y'all internet trappers He want smoke, we pull up with that snapper She gave me her Snapchat, I won't snap her Man, you know I'm an artificial trapper Wanna be my bae? I turn into Casper On the mic, bitch, I feel like a pastor Wearin' Gucci snakes, this ain't no Dapper Stick to the script, y'all be some actors Only multiply, I am the factor Diamonds on my neck, made it cold like soda All my money's green, man, it's lookin' like Yoda Ice on my neck, you know it's polar Outer space, man, I feel like a solar Man, you know I control her Yeah, I'm colder than some Coca-Cola I remember trappin' on my Motorola And my wrist lookin' like it's South Dakota I'm out of this world, I'm a supernova She hittin' my phone I don't need you no more I just need you to go I don't wanna see your soul Bitch, get out of my life No, I don't want you here Yeah, your eyes taught me fear This is lean, not no beer