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[Intro] Yeah, yeah, yeah Money, power, respect, nigga (Yeah, eat it up, Champ, eat it up) Hoodrich (Yeah, yeah) [Chorus] Fly out the dope, Cartier's on the scope You can stay with the roach, make a play like a coach Put the gang on the chain when it hang like a rope I got clean, I got just wash it with soap Put the money first, all I save up is huncho's They smell this swag, they gon' eat it like a Lunchable Try to re-up, you're too late, it's already sold Dope boy, fresh white tee and some Retro's [Post-Chorus] Stayed out, I came up and made it a lot I wanna fuck, I don't care if she a thot I'm the highest one in the room, not Travis Scott Came out the apartments, weren't playin' in the sandbox Pussy ass nigga, come 'round, want a handout Fuck all that talkin', I pull up and air it out Need a Moncler, my chopper can bear hunt Claim you real, nigga, you ain't nothin' but a cunt [Verse] I mixed the Wok and the tek is blue I got them hunnids, they new, they blue Diamonds on top of my watch, they blue Drinkin' that cough syrup like I had the flu Say you don't like me, who are you? You be hatin' on the swag, you can't do what I do I tried to tell 'em I already knew Ridin' with feelins, they ready to shoot Boom, boom when that chopper come through Skrrt, skrrt, when I whip in that coupe Boop, boop, got the truck comin' through Wah, wah, back there doin' Kung-Fu Smokin' peanut butter breath Damn, he be afraid to death Fuck you, nigga, I can get it by my damn self Bitches and weed exotic, give me top shelf In Maison Margiela's that ain't even came out yet [Chorus] Fly out the dope, Cartier's on the scope You can stay with the roach, make a play like a coach Put the gang on the chain when it hang like a rope I got clean, I got just wash it with soap Put the money first, all I save up is huncho's They smell this swag, they gon' eat it like a Lunchable Try to re-up, you're too late, it's already sold Dope boy, fresh white tee and some Retro's [Post-Chorus] Stayed out, I came up and made it a lot I wanna fuck, I don't care if she a thot I'm the highest one in the room, not Travis Scott Came out the apartments, weren't playin' in the sandbox Pussy ass nigga, come 'round, want a handout Fuck all that talkin', I pull up and air it out Need a Moncler, my chopper can bear hunt Claim you real, nigga, you ain't nothin' but a cunt