Fast, four hundred on the dash Fifty-five bills, but fifty for the tax On the bag, I don't really like to brag Vent in my socks when I'm steppin' out of sacks I'ma hit it in the mornin' cause I'm whiskey dickin' Got my brother out on cash, feel flippin' chickens Free bro from the can, I ain't talkin' whippets Bitch, I make beats and bad decisions Hit it, I'ma drop the top and show her titties Stars in the ceiling, Wraith, Black, I'm a villain Fuck it, stack the money up right past a million My four be sick, I need some penicillin' Back, shawty tryna fuck me for these racks Railcat, slide on these niggas, they get whacked Better get your bitchy on the ground tryna act I'm Carter in the lost and found fuckin' for a rack What the deal is, don't care what the bill is And I take all my gang in the village I got real rich, pop the seal quick For the jet, I done took your bitch on field Fast, four hundred on the dash Fifty-five bills but fifty for the tax On the bag, I don't really like to brag Vent on my socks when I'm steppin' out the sack I'ma hit it in the mornin' cause I'm whiskey dickin' Got my brother out on cash, feel flippin' chickens Free bro from the can, I ain't talkin' whippets Bitch, I make beats and bad decisions Let's do a Swagos, get with the program Light-skinned bitch off that Lindsey Lohan See all the ducks, see all the Hilary Duck Baby, I ain't tryna cuff, I'm just tryna bust Wait, hold up, you gotta play with my nuts Hmph, I'ma make a beat out your butt Double 07, James Bond, double Oreo Stuffed, double up my funds She a vixen on the can, so I grab my iPhone She down with the head, got me doin' the eye roll She bad on film, gotta check out the B-roll Put my D in her V, got her singin' the C-note Fast, four hundred on the dash Fifty-five bills but fifty for the tax On the bag, I don't really like to brag Vent on my socks when I'm steppin' out the sack So I'ma hit it in the mornin' cause I'm whiskey dickin' Got my brother out on cash, feel flippin' checkin' It's free, bro, from the can, I ain't talkin' whippets Bitch, I make beats and bad decisions Old world, yeah, that's big facts Three different mans, just ain't no tellin' where I live at Buddy Red, Lamborghini, got me screamin' But I ain't the master of chameleon That be sittin' with my wrist, that we gon' slide out I could fly a bitch out the country without you findin' out Said she wanna be on the team, I let her try out She ain't gettin' this, but she playin' with her .999 She ain't gettin' this, but she playin' with her .499 My chain is lookin' ake, it's watered like a tsunami now They told me not the total, not 40, but she be rockin' out They told me not the total, not 40, but it's impossible These n****s, they be hatin' on me, so I keep a glock or two