[Intro]
(Yeah, ah-ah, ah-ah) (Yeah)
(Ah-ah, ah-ah)
(Ah-ah, ah-ah)
(Ah-ah, ah-ah) (Yeah)
[Chorus]
I took a X-Y-Z, yeah, I took a O-X-Y (Yeah, yeah)
Walked in Chanel with a twenty on me, these kids ain't havin' no money (Yeah)
Yeah, I signed a deal for a milli' (Skrrt)
Yeah, it's a cold world, it get chilly (Ack)
Rockin' the Moncleezy, bizzy (Ugh-ugh, ugh-ugh)
Spent two bands on Amiri jeans (For real)
Yeah, you can get left in the dirt (Yeah)
I make a whole lotta money, don't work (Let's go)
But I still had to get off my ass, yeah, made all my money twerk (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
Yeah, I flipped the Cayenne, going 207 (Swеrve)
Yeah, I watched 'еm take a Fent' Perc', they ain't go to heaven, yeah (R.I.P, R.I.P, R.I.P, go)
I got a big Tonka with a big weapon (Skrrt, Oxy', bitch, I'm—)
Half 'em sippin' fake juice, boy, they sippin' big stretch (Ack)
Yeah, put the saucy in it (Ack)
Matte black on the coupe, tinted windows, no, they can't even see in it (Skrrt, skrrt)
Ridin' 'round with a Tropicana, got some mud and it got a three in it (A three)
[Verse]
Oxy' told me, "Trust the process" (Huh? Huh, let's go, ha)
I was down bad, I ain't believe in it
It was days I couldn't even dream of it (Hell nah, go)
They ain't like me, bitch, now they act too ugly, yeah
Lost my grills, I called the tooth fairy (Hello?)
Diamonds sittin', shit ain't too fair (Hello?)
I ain't wanna have to go there (Nah)
Chanel sunglasses, I don't wanna stare, yeah, huh (Cha-nae-nae, Cha-nae-nae)
I'm rockin' CC, Cha-nae-nae (Cha-nae-nae, Cha-nae-nae, Cha-nae-nae)
Shine like BB, the belt, on a payday (Let's go)
Hey, I woke up good like I'm Dae Dae (Yeah)
Yeah, graded her top, it's some grade A (Yeah)
('Nae-nae, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, let's go, let's go)
[Chorus]
I took a X-Y-Z, yeah, I took a O-X-Y (Oh, a X, X)
Walked in Chanel with a twenty on me, these kids ain't havin' no money (I took a X, the X, brrt)
Yeah, I signed a deal for a milli' (A milli') (Skrrt)
Yeah, it's a cold world, it get chilly (Yeah)
Rockin' the Moncleezy, bizzy (Ugh-ugh, ugh-ugh)
Spent two bands on Amiri jeans (For real)
Yeah, you can get left in the dirt (Aye-yeah)
I make a whole lotta money, don't work (Let's go)
But I still had to get off my ass, yeah, made all my money twerk (Yeah, yeah, turn up)
Yeah, I flipped the Cayenne, going 207 (Swerve)
Yeah, I watched 'em take a Fent' Perc', they ain't go to heaven, yeah (R.I.P, yeah)
I got a big Tonka with a big weapon (Skrrt, Oxy', bitch, I'm—)
Half 'em sippin' fake juice, boy, they sippin' big stretch (Fake juice)
Yeah, put the saucy in it (Stretch)
Matte black on the coupe, tinted windows, no, they can't even see in it (Coupe, skrrt, skrrt)
Ridin' 'round with a Tropicana, got some mud and it got a three in it (Swerve) (Mud, yeah, a three)
[Outro]
(Yeah)
