Lyrics:

Lean instead of water, bitch
No one else is meaner
OD 'fore I'm 40
Like I'm drinkin' drain cleaner
Sell fake Bape
Throw checks like FEMA
I be on parole but I still hit that reefa
Codeine in my water
Told my teacher that it's Kool-Aid
Sayin' I'll be cloutless
But you bitches you be too late
Pull up with that stick, bitch
I pull up with the Mac
Posted with my clique, bitch
Posted with the gats
Pull up in a Wraith
Money in the safe
I ain't makin' bread, bitch
I be makin' cake

Yah, yah
Yeah I'm flexin' with the Bape
Got it at a garage sale for seven thirty-eight
And I dumped Kassie because she's a dumb ho
And I'm poppin all this lean until I fall on the floor
When I'm shakin my fat ass 'cause I can't roll
I get low, on the ground
Here my sound
I'm so rich
Sellin' weed for a stick
Got yo' bitch instead of eating her pussy
I ate McDonald's
I'm a fat ass white bitch boy (white boy)
And I get them toys
In my anal cavity
Until my asshole rips, and I love it
Please just fucking shove the donkey's pussy money
Inside my reddit flow

Eatin' at McDonald's
'Cause I'm really fat and I like McDonald's
Eatin' all those burgers
Go to In-N-Out, go to Whataburger
Uh-,I'm the-, I-, I-, I'm-, I-, I seriously have an obesity problem
Bitch I spit that heat, bitch
I'm hotter than a heater
Might need antifreeze
I be icy like a freezer
Diamonds on me drippin'
I be wetter than a liter
Bitch I'm on the come up
I might blow up like a Creeper

Ima be the bigger man
Got Supreme stickers and
Some checkered Vans
Mickey Dee's rest stop
All I do is flex and cop
You be messin'? Best if not
Tits out on the roof
Ass out on the block (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
With the clout goggles, crystal clear
People think I lost it
Fake just as good as the real
But it costs less
Getting my stump sucked
She ain't even found out
My shoes ain't brand
But I still got that SoundClout (yuh)