Ye, I got that 'K with a beam on it In a CLS with the burner on me Get that boy gone and a nigga like Houdini That bitch for the streets 'cause she too friendly Look at my diamonds them bitches swimming Can't fuck with these niggas these peasants envy Twin XD's with the same damn jeans Stomach upset gotta quit sipping lean Bad lil' hoe and she up in Celine Just take off your shit don't say nothing Don't say nothing You ain't gotta pay for a thing I got a knot in my jeans I got a glick on me Nigga, I'm not boxing And I'm smoking in a Beam like I'm hotboxing I walked in too clean like I'm a fashion king These niggas mad at me 'Member when they used to laugh at me 'Member when they turn their back on me Now they just wanna attach to me 'Cause I got all that cash on me Yeah, I got all that bread on me Lil' nigga, what did you say, homie? 'Cause I got that damn thing on me Big racks on me, she tryna hold it Big racks on me, you can't fold it She shaking ass she gon' throw it Sipping on lean moving slow motion You told me that you would hold it down