DJ on the beat so it's a banger
 
  
  All this clout shit, you chasin' that, Balenciaga, space cadet
 
 I don't even fuck with niggas, I'd just rather chase a check
 
 Man, this shit so crazy, seen my idol with a fake Patek
 
 I just sent my bitch to Bora Bora, cost me 80 racks
 
 I'm the one, bitch asked me for a flight when she ain't ate it yet
 
 I'ma hit that road and try to jam until I make it back
 
 Can't no real nigga lie on they word and try to take it back
 
 I might mix my Percocet with red, I can't find the Act
  
 
 Off a lotta pills, kissin' bitches, ew
 
 Designer junkie, yeah, only top Chanel
 
 Don't get caught with the scale, bro 'nem died in the field
 
 We had to split our meals, went half for hotels
 
 Gotta watch your mans, that's the beauty of the streets
 
 Look at me and my bitch, that shit Beauty and the Beast
 
 Never call my phone about the opps 'cause ain't no peace
 
 Man this shit for real, found out my homie, he police
  
 
 All this clout shit, you chasin' that, Balenciaga, space cadet
 
 I don't even fuck with niggas, I'd just rather chase a check
 
 Man, this shit so crazy, seen my idol with a fake Patek
 
 I just sent my bitch to Bora Bora, cost me 80 racks
 
 I'm the one, bitch asked me for a flight when she ain't ate it yet
 
 I'ma hit that road and try to jam until I make it back
 
 Can't no real nigga lie on they word and try to take it back
 
 I might mix my Percocet with red, I can't find the Act
  
 
 Funeral, suit and tie, I'll shoot for the guys
 
 Takin' shrooms on me now, car go vroom on them now
 
 I got groupies on me now, I got Gucci on me now
 
 I put blood in my Shahada, I got kufis with me now
 
 Feel like I'm dyin', I'm too high, Pluto died in the Chi
 
 Got me ridin' around, hunnid rounds on him now
 
 Hunnid rounds on him now
 
 Pluto died in the Chi, Pluto
  
 
 All this clout shit, you chasin' that, Balenciaga, space cadet
 
 I don't even fuck with niggas, I'd just rather chase a check
 
 Man, this shit so crazy, seen my idol with a fake Patek
 
 I just sent my bitch to Bora Bora, cost me 80 racks
 
 I'm the one, bitch asked me for a flight when she ain't ate it yet
 
 I'ma hit that road and try to jam until I make it back
 
 Can't no real nigga lie on they word and try to take it back
 
 I might mix my Percocet with red, I can't find the Act