(Wake up, F1LTHY)
And my diamonds came from Africa, but my bitch from Berlin
If she got a bitch from Italy, Lone gon' fuck her friend
I'm 'bout to fuck her friend
I got some shooters that pull up and hop out the Benz
I done spent a ten, I done made a ten and spent it again
I done spent a ten and bought your bitch Givenchy moccasins
Why you love that thottie bitch?
Hellcat got a BBL, yeah, it came with a wide-body kit
Hell nah, I ain't leavin' no shells, I got a shell catcher on the stick
AR-15, it came with a beam, how the fuck a nigga gon' miss?
Yeah, I let her pop her shit, huh
My chain disrespectful and I got a toxic wrist, uh
I got tired of the ho, I had to switch my bitch up
We done spent the guap, man down, he won't get picked up (wake up, F1LTHY)
Push-to-start the droptop, I switch my vehicle
My earrings cost a dime, and my pants cost a nickel
I got swag without even tryin' and my bag hold a stripper
That means I'm totin' that pole
Homixide, yeah, they snotty, they wipin' your nose
Hold up, hold up, hold on, uh
Baby, it’s Opium gang, whatever we sayin' is whatever goes, huh
I put that ice on my chain, I'm rockin that VVS and white gold, uh
And they sayin' we gettin' paid, I tell my niggas "Come on, let's go"
Bitch, I get a check then I'm gone
I spend it on filet mignon, designer clothes, I'm livin' lavishly
I sent my plug a piece just 'cause he got them pints and badder shit
He was on G6 on a G6, you don't get high, you still first class and shit
All these bitches poppin' pussy, fuck the bougies, where the ratchet bitches?
Huh, I turned a bougie bitch straight into a ratchet bitch
Huh, I'm in the spot with Trippie loadin' up the ratchet, bitch
Huh, I'm runnin' 'round the lobby, fuckin' Brenda, Ashley
I get money actually, but none my plugs be taxin' me (wake up, F1LTHY)
None my plugs be taxin' 'cause they know I'm cashin', 'cause they know I'm havin'
Everywhere I go, I keep my fire, I'm not lackin'
F&N-57 on me, that's why my pants saggin'
If I up this— it spit fire like a dragon
They just heard that "Baow", but nobody know what happened
That boy just got hit with that flame like some matches
All I represent is my gang and that's facts, bitch
All I smoke is loud and I'm proud, I don't give no fuck
She fucked the whole gang, this bitch a thot, she don't give no fucks
I hopped out the Cullinan Rolls Royce and fucked the Bentley truck
Lamb' truck, Porsche truck, Trackhawk, add it up, your math off
These niggas tweakin'-tweakin', yeah, like they on bath salts
Shawty, yeah, I'm geekin'-geekin' up, I'm finna take off
All I talk is cash talk, my bitch got a cash walk
I put a SRT and I smash off, my shooter get paid to crash out
