Ayy, ayy (BrentRambo) Nigga made so much pape' off one lil' thing I'm still spilling' drank, seven thousand dollar jeans I'm prepared for the worst, but I'm living my dream I tell the bitch she cursed, but we still got a thing I'm still too geeked, say, "Slatt", say, "Ski" To go only I'on even know me, I like money, sex, codeine I got karma from my homie, but she still say she know me I burnt out a lot of shit, I turnt up a block bitch Twenty K in all Hi-Tech, and that's only 'cause I'm rich I want G lock drank galore, Chrome hoodie cost a chart She too lit but I got bored, she got paid but broke her heart AMG look better dark, mix up drank look like art I'm on G6 like oola, that bitch glowin' in the dark I turnt up a block bitch, I turnt up a block bitch, I turnt up- uh, ayy Nigga made so much pape' off one lil' thing I'm still spilling' drank, seven thousand dollar jeans I'm prepared for the worst, but I'm living my dream I tell the bitch she cursed but we still got a thing I'm still too geeked, say, "Slatt", say, "Ski" To go only I'on even know me, I like money, sex, codeine I'm still too geeked, say, "Slatt", say, "Ski" say, "Slatt", say, "Ski" say, "Ski"