text: Yeah, my skinny jeans stuffed
  And my diamonds VSs 
  Im a real big player
  I cant pay for no sex 
  Pockets loaded, chopper loaded
  Bitch, Im loaded, you know it 
  Give a fuck about a bitch
  I pass that hoe to my woadie 
  Hah 
  Turn up on they ass then 
  Turn up on they ass then 
  Turn up on they ass then 
  Turn up on they ass then 
  Turn up on they ass then
  I turn up out a bag, bout that cash, I got racks
  Every pocket, issa 20 and a rocket, nigga, stop it
  Why you copy? I got ice like I play hockey, bitch we poppin
  Made 100 last month cause, yeah, Im poppin, hot like Takis 
  Im just gon run up a bag 
  She pretty, she built like a stallion 
  I take care all of my family 
  You gotta take care of your family 
  Checking the bag and its next to the stick 
  VVSs got them shits to my wrist 
  We get money, we aint bragging bout shit 
  Came from nothing, now we havin, lil bitch 
  Yeah, my skinny jeans stuffed
  And my diamonds VSs 
  Im a real big player
  I cant pay for no sex 
  Pockets loaded, chopper loaded
  Bitch, Im loaded, you know it 
  Give a fuck about a bitch
  I pass that hoe to my woadie 
  Hah 
  Turn up on they ass then 
  Turn up on they ass then 
  Turn up on they ass then 
  Turn up on they ass then 
  Turn up on they ass then
  I turned a yo into a stripper pole 
  I had at least 5 hoes on all my bros 
  Im in Miami, Sak Pase, my Zoes
  I smoked a hundred grams, you smell it on my clothes 
  I be the two-gun Teflon 
  All this dopes stepped on 
  My mouth getting prepped on 
  His jaw getting crept on 
  All the trap spots rolling 
  They bitches getting chosen 
  My ice getting frozen 
  Dont roll up on me 
  Hell roll up and get aired out
  Airing out all the spots 
  Yeah, I fuck on all the thots 
  Too many cars, where the parking lot? 
  First we robbed, now we mob a lot
  Niggas see this gang, then you know they stopped 
  Yeah, bitch, you know they stopped 
  Like the nigga called the out 
  No, you are not smart as I 
  Keep the heat on me, chicken, Popeyes 
  Yeah, nigga, bye bye 
  Turn the white sheet to a tie-dye 
  Make a nigga momma cry-cry 
  Pay your homies, make em lie-lie 
  Got a red flag, fuck a bulls-eye 
  Like a car, bitch, I gotta pull out, yeah 
  These fuck niggas rat-rat-rats, gotta sue a lot 
  Yeah, and I said these niggas, yeah, yeah, bring the plurals out 
  I ran my ward , like a STD, bring the cures out 
  Got a half a million worth jewelry on, gotta bring the security out 
  Yeah, my skinny jeans stuffed
  And my diamonds VSs 
  Im a real big player
  I cant pay for no sex 
  Pockets loaded, chopper loaded
  Bitch, Im loaded, you know it 
  Give a fuck about a bitch
  I pass that hoe to my woadie 
  Hah 
  Turn up on they ass then 
  Turn up on they ass then 
  Turn up on they ass then 
  Turn up on they ass then 
  Turn up on they ass then