I got the power, bitch, I am the ghost You do the lesser, bitch, I do the most Drinkin' champagne, I ain't pour it on your bitch I'm a nigga tough on my niggas that gettin' rich, yeah Turn up the bottle, her niggas so practical Smoke in the clutch, then I turn to a radical Yo, bitch, I go, she so dramatical Fully focused like I just popped a Adderall Holdin' the sticks and get sprayed like some aerosol We keep the bass in the trunk like a stereo Canadian chicken, that hoe from Ontario Murder your truck and it time to a burial She made a blade, when I want some more mula I be runnin' ***, say my name, rip the roof I don't call on these hoes, that's my heart, it's a coupe I'm the dope, I'ma have to call a Uber These hoes, these hoes, these hoes These hoes, these hoes, these hoes He callin' for the niggas on the throne These money is all they know And it's all that I know, what I know No mula, it's all I need, no No mula, it's all I need, no Cypher, G, and your little hoe The hoe, the hoe, the hoe, the hoe I smoke it, and I count on the dope You pussy, I can smell it on your brow I be cookin' like a top-notch chef