Uh
It's, it's that ratchet shit, uh
And that gang shit
DJ Victorious with me in the buildin'
I'm a bad boy like an old Piston

Move around in Mo-Town like a Detroit Piston

Marble floors in the bathroom, that's how I'm pissing

Turn the bedroom into my closet, not to mention

First grade, bitch was juking on me, got detention

Who knew I was gonna be a rapper? I've been hittin' some bitches

Millions was on my wishlist, I got tired of eating fishsticks

I ain't gotta do shit for nobody, I don't give a fuck 'cause I'm rich, bitch

"Is you sucking some dick?"

Alright, I'm finna book the Ritz then

After I'm finished I'm finna spin

Bitch, you ain't finna get hit again

Bitch, ain't it the weekend? (Ain't it the weekend?)

Gon' and hit the club with your friends, why you in here tweaking?

I'm 'bout to hop in the car with my mans, I'm goin' back in here reekin'

Fuck around, gon' hit this lil' other bitch, I'm goin' back in here stinkin'

I thought this bitch gon' have me busting, I ain't even 'posed to be blinkin'

Bitch wanna come up there, I be like fuck it, I don't really even be thinking

Smokin' KK, Sherm, and Gelato, got my eyes chinky (Got my eyes chinky)

I just don't eat swine, bitch, I am not a vegan (Not a fuckin' vegan)

I look like a star, boy, I am not the Weeknd (I ain't the Weeknd)

And I don't got no heart, boy, I am not a deacon



I'm like bow, bow

I'm like, I'm like bow, bow

I'm like bow, I'm like bow

I'm like bow, bow, bow

I'm like bow

All my chains like blaow

Bitch, my chains like blaow

Two hundred thou', make you look like, "Wow"

Reaching out like, bow bow bow

I'm like, I'm like blaow

I'm like blaow, blaow

I'm like blaow, I'm like blaow, I'm like blaow, blaow, blaow

I'm like blaow, blaow, blaow

I'm like blaow, blaow, blaow

I'm like blaow, I'm like blaow, I'm like blaow, blaow



Nigga run, we hit your back

You know lil foenem into that

Hooded up, they in the black

Hop out either side, I'm in the back

Beamed up, I'm in the 'Raq

In the alley, I'ma sneak up like a cat

You only got one life, remember that (Remember that)

Leave a nigga body froze, oh, it ain't December yet

I paid sixteen hundred for a pole, this the kimberjack

And I got a Kel-Tec, got a baby MAC

Got a rifle, that bitch too big, wish I could take it back

And I don't even wanna keep it in the house like that

'Cause I don't even be in the house like that

Plus I ain't even gon' set up my spouse like that

She got some lil' shit she can cock back



I'm like bow, bow

I'm like, I'm like bow, bow

I'm like bow, I'm like bow

I'm like bow, bow, bow

I'm like bow

All my chains like blaow

Bitch, my chains like blaow

Two hundred thou', make you look like, "Wow"

Reaching out like, bow bow bow

I'm like, I'm like blaow

I'm like blaow, blaow

I'm like blaow, I'm like blaow, I'm like blaow, blaow, blaow

I'm like blaow, blaow, blaow

I'm like blaow, blaow, blaow

I'm like blaow, I'm like blaow

Blaow, blaow



Nigga, blaow

That's the goddamn, the signal

Signal to the, signal to the

You know, we done blaowed some shit

You know this shit blaow, blah-blaow-blaow, gang shit

You feel me?