text: Diego, Diego, Hitmaka! 
  Yeah, pull up, drop the top, hopped out on a opp 
  Brought the baby Glock, bitch, I came to mop 
  Pocket full of knots, I get racks a lot
  Birkin for the chop, got these bitches shocked
  I like them dope boys with them Rolls, I cant beef with hoes 
  Rock Chanel with my white toe and we speak in code 
  I like them dope boys with them Rolls, I cant beef with hoes 
  I might boot up with my hoes, make her eat it slow 
  I might slap the shit out a bitch, caught him playin around 
  I rock Prada, fuck with ballers that be movin pounds 
  Make that nigga ice me out, these hoes gon fuck for free, though 
  I get chips like Cheetos, 1942, no Tito 
  Bitch, Im quarantine clean, you cant touch me with gloves
  Nigga rollin off a bean, tryna shoot up the club 
  Hate when silly hoes talk crazy on the Gram, bitch, get your bag up
  Im a city girl with the backend, cant wait to go and act up
  Yeah, pull up, drop the top, hopped out on a opp 
  Brought the baby Glock, bitch, I came to mop 
  Pocket full of knots, I get racks a lot
  Birkin for the chop, got these bitches shocked
  I like them dope boys with them Rolls, I cant beef with hoes 
  Rock Chanel with my white toe and we speak in code 
  I like them dope boys with them Rolls, I cant beef with hoes 
  I might boot up with my hoes, make her eat it slow 
  I got Ms for days, I like sticks and Ks 
  Im a real stepper, I dont stand in line for Js 
  If thats your shooter, I hope you paid him minimum wage 
  Caught his BM at the stop sign, she said she go both ways 
  Im big 4L and they know that 
  Run up on me, Ima blow that 
  Please tell me where the opps at 
  Cause they never be where the hoes at 
  Whats your advance? I blow that 
  Hunnid round drum, nigga, hold that 
  I take a Wock when I pour that 
  Them niggas drink green with they broke-ass 
  Chrome Heart jeans with the racks in em 
  All my spots got plaques in em 
  All my cars got straps in em 
  All my songs got facts in em 
  All my opps got rats with em 
  Slaughter Gang, Ill stick an ax in em 
  Never been friendly, I dont dap niggas 
  I dont want a Grammy, Im a rap nigga 
  Yeah, pull up, drop the top, hopped out on a opp 
  Brought the baby Glock, bitch, I came to mop 
  Pocket full of knots, I get racks a lot
  Birkin for the chop, got these bitches shocked
  I like them dope boys with them Rolls, I cant beef with hoes 
  Rock Chanel with my white toe and we speak in code 
  I like them dope boys with them Rolls, I cant beef with hoes 
  I might boot up with my hoes, make her eat it slow