text: I got 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
  Dick riders on my body, baby mamas tryna stop me
  Bitches lerkin cause they hurtin
  Broke hoes pocket watching
  But I aint stoppin, I aint stoppin
  No nigga, I aint stoppin
  The game is open, ove over, bitch I aint playing
  Niggas say they support you, but on the Gram, they only hating
  They dont post my shit
  Ho I see you niggas faking
   Im bout to take it
  I got 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
  In and out of state 
  Lil bitch cant say shit
  Lets face it
  Having a baby cant save it
  These bitches basic
  When they see me, they dont ever say shit
  They jack my style, I need it back
  I need a pack
  Pass the flick, watch it flip and watch it stack
   touch some racks
  1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
  Swerving on a ho
  Shittin on the low
  Your nigga loving me
  He spending all his doegh
  We in and out of stores
  Im in and out of clothes
  He got the lizard tongue
  His head game really dope
  Really though, dont compare me to them silly hoes
  I get busy though
  Pull up really slow
  This aint no renny though
  I payed the penny though
  Chinky check a ho
  Back to this Henny though
  They dont wanna see me win, dont get invited to events
  Pulling up in niggas spots, me and my niggas walking in
   coming in
  My pussy sitting in the drop
  And he plottin on 
  I got 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
  Shooters on 
  Dont ever try to copy
  This aint your moving different, 
  Got in the kitchen
  He love 
  I love to run the check up
  He love to do the robberies
  All of my niggas got me
   my nigga