(Haha, what the f—?)
Huh, huh
Yeah, yeah, uh

Slidin' in that Audi, weavin' traffic, dodgin' feds, huh (Bee)
Hundred thousand dollar tennis bracelet, Roger Fed', huh
Fully automatic, my lil' bro like: Roger that, yeah
Fully studded Skelly, can't even tell the time of day
Dead faces, transactions, bag-chasin', madman
Rick Owens, fat laces, this shit cost a fat check (Woo, woo)
Bitch not gon' whack nothin', we gon' need a fact check
Junya denim, band stuffin', pockets gettin' fat shamed
Uh (Woo), uh (Woo), uh

Bitch gettin' tired of buddy, ho come take one ride in the Cullinan then
All different types of money, blues, reds, this here a colorful spread (Woo)
We is not fighting for nothin', put him to bed, we get to tuckin' him in
I don't know when the time is right, I'm on the edge, I'm getting stuck in my head
I got an assignment for ya, mind yo' business, don't come 'round here again
That's a bad idea, big bro tuckin' a fat-ass heater
I'm a bat outta hell, this right here is a fast two-seater (Woo, woo)
It's a bag on me, big old pockets on fat, Madea
Too stuck in the past, for real, I don't know how to get back from here
Maison Mar', mink coat, look like I'm huntin' or somethin'
Glow in the dark, two-tone, cost like a hundred somethin'
He ain't makin' it far, just look at the score, I'm 'bout a hundred up
It's like 3 in the morning, I gotta go, you makin' my stomach hurt

Slidin' in that Audi, weavin' traffic, dodgin' feds, huh (Bee)
Hundred thousand dollar tennis bracelet, Roger Fed, huh
Fully automatic, my lil' bro like, "Roger that," yeah
Fully studded Skelly, can't even tell the time of day
Dead faces, transactions, bag-chasin', madman
Rick Owens, fat laces, this shit cost a fat check (Woo, woo)
Bitch not gon' whack nothin', we gon' need a fact check
Junya denim, band stuffin', pockets gettin' fat-shamed