Yeah, yeah, I'm in this bitch, yeah, I'm back I hit the club on the up, he can come with the racks Come with the, yeah, flow round the town with a sack You snatchin' my chain, I bet you I get that *** back I pull up and finger her cat I'm a big dawg, get the stoke, get the blow in them racks I'm in a golf cart, rock a spider like that Nigga rich as ***, I don't know where he was at Ran the dog to train and I didn't have a track I say what I mean and I don't take it back With the waterfall on my wrist and my neck I ain't goin' soft, not a pimp in distress I'm a *** symbol, bitch, you love me to death Since November, I been buyin' her stuff I don't do no rentin', I been keepin' it tough She got four feelings, left the coupe in the truck Shawty trippin', I ain't do nothin' to her All I did was turn up more women She know I'm Jordan and she got it pimpin' Every album got no skippin' Shawty bad, ain't had no chicken Suburban, her toe pretty You a nerd, I called the city Ain't no waitin', I told him to hit it You get lost, hope you know the city Bet I get caught in the wrong trenches What's on your wrist? Million Next week, it might be a zillion Kanye, let me borrow a billion Mediterranean by a billion I'm surrounded by cocktails And beautiful women to kick it with Yeah, yeah, I'm in this bitch, yeah, I'm back I hit the club on the hook, he can come with the racks Come with the, yeah Float around the town with a sack You snatchin' my chain, I bet you I get that *** back Hey, I pull up and finger her cat I'm a big dog, hit the stove, get to blowin' them racks I'm in a golf cart, rock a spider like that Nigga, Richie Foot on him, where he was at? Ran a doggy train and I didn't have a track I took her shoppin' in Soho I leased a nigga that's yo-ho Snatchin' my chain is a no-no Get your ass shot from the logo I put a opp in a chokehold They snitchin' and broke, po-po's Give me a quickie, she go-go Cause I'm in a rush, Jojo, okay Buy a coin, buy another one Way too many, got my brother one Send a blitz, we huddlin' When it's smoke, they stutterin' Switch on a Glock, strike a pose I'm a cameraman, it's shudderin' Nosy niggas, we buttin' in Bend it over, let me see some Young FL Studio, front or back? I'm tryna beat some I'm the type to put my boots on He the type to run and go tweet some I don't play about my hard drive Get your ass whooped if you leave some Niggas always tryna sneak some Went to Bleasland Ave Had to scoop with the camera, no Mama Doug Livin' Richie DeFrance, you know Dolly Doyle From the block, they the baps I got two twins in the back of the truck Asphalt like fifteens in the back of the truck I took two tubes, put it right in the cup Like the other twelve, cause we done for one Spot jumpin' and you know that it's hittin' Soft skin like a side-eye bikini Took a rose right out of Martini One balloon and I'm havin' a fiendin' To the roof where we don't have a ceiling What the ***, tell me, what does that mean? Does that mean I'm a king? Rollin', I can feel my hands on my feet Got that sun pinchin', hittin' a trillion Hittin' a zillion, we might need quantum physics To count the rizzies with the slizzies You told me I'm back to business I'm in this bitch, yeah, I'm back I hit the club on the hub, he can come with the regs Come with the, yeah, flow around the town with a sack You snatchin' my chain, I bet you I get that *** back I pull up and finger her cat I'm a big dog, get the stoke, get the blow in them racks I'm in a golf cart rockin' Spider like that Nigga Richie ***, I don't know where he was at Ran the dog to train and I didn't have a track I been that way since a lil' n***a Don't like it, then deal with it Bull out and I chill with you AYG and Spider, your favorite idol Your favorite rival, Maniac Mac Jack with the Mac, my beat on your chest Lil' n***a relax, tell the crew y'all get rattled