Conductor, we have a problem Last party was lit, wasn't it? Little shorty from East London Said my dog was a bit thuggy Stay fresh and I get dougie Keys to the game, that's what you get from me Keys to a new whip, that's a gift from me Work out in Balenciaga like it's bummy The way I been eating I should probably big stomach I probably gon' need some more liquor 'cause this dip's comin' I probably take my time with her but this chick rushin' Can he do it all again? That's the big questions Niggas ain't really your friends, that's the life lesson Gotta keep my foot on their neck, that's the right pressure I ain't really impressed by their impressions Everybody's on the plane, we ain't leavin' yet Don't know why you say my name, we ain't even there Came up with my own strain, now we billionaires Came up with my own strain, now we billionaires Put one in the air, rockin' with the Taylor's I bulletproofed the Maybach We ride 'round like the mayor That KK what I roll Ten black Chucks with like twenty-five hoes All a nigga know Overseas, I can fly you out to Rome [?], baby, bust that shit down I'm a G, don't call me "Unc," call me "Big dog" [?] stripper, I make it rain, I make it hurricane [?] these niggas copy everything She suck it sloppy, this lil bitch got a bird brain I'm tryna [?] she tell me... "We ain't leavin' yet" Everybody's on the plane when you leavin', yeah Don't know why you say my name, we ain't even there Came up with my own strain, now we billionaires Came up with my own strain, now we billionaires