Lyrics:

I just wanna say from the bottom of me heart
I`d like to take this chance to apologise to absolutely nobody
The double champ does what the he wantsUh, woah, ayy

`Bout to go stupid again
She out the roof of the Benz
I`m `bout to do her to get her
I`ma fuck two of her friends
Just made a flip off the wop
Fuck the Frank Mueller, I jump out the jeweler again
I fucked my money up on the re-up
But I got it right back and I blew it again
Uh, ayy

Bag full of bricks
Back sellin` Knicks like Ewing again
Trap ain`t bump like this since `06, so the boys just start U-in` again
Clear it out
Grrrr, stick `em
Air it out
Brrrr, flip `em
Whereabouts
I ain`t never `bout to give `em
Fair amounts
I ain`t never finna hit `em with
Triple in it, double-up the stash, caught a brick
Another half, finna got another twenty on the vision
Special lil`, flip it, did a caddy from the kitchen
I`ma hustle `til the car came with another brick in it
Crib came with another bitch in it
If you ain`t gettin` litty with the shitty, I`ma put another bitch in it
Bitch better hit me with deep throat (Oh)
And no, I ain`t talkin` `bout Michigan, ayy

Oh, uh, damn, shit
I`m goin` stupid and shit (Woo)
She play the flute with my dick
Wrist, sick, I got the flu on a bitch
I play it cool on a bitch
Hit, stick, that`s how I do on your bitch (Uh)
What I`ma do in this bitch
Pussy was great, flew out and flew in this bitch
.40, shinin` and shinin`
Way in the hills, I`m high in the climate
Niggas is trickin` and niggas is simpin`
Payin` for heels, and winin` and dinin`
Jewish lawyers on the phone call
I said I`ma sign that lil` shit when I sign it
I got these Benjamin Frank on my body
Ain`t finna fuck if this shit ain`t exotic, woo
Ten traps phones `cause the bitch keep on callin`
Sleepin` on the floor, I be scammin`, gettin` it all in
Do the money dance when the money fall
Nigga, fuck my ex, I`m uninvolved
You can suck my dick and lick a nut too (Woo)
Yeah, you don`t like me, nigga, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
(Fuck you, nigga)

Damn, he runnin` through all his paper
That`s what I do to a hater
Don`t touch two things: my hair or my paper (Woo)
Passin` that bitch and she hot
Pass her like hot potato
I grind, I skate her (Uh)
And she look good, I might date her
Pussy was good and I ate it
Lil` bitch, I`m Bajan, woo

Wait, hold the fuck up, hold the fuck up, hold up
So we both at the function, you know what I`m sayin`
You pull up with your bitch in the 458
I pull up with my bitch in the 488
You pull up beside my shit, like
'Yo, what`s the difference between my 458 and your 488?'
Just felt like eighty to hundred thousand, cock sucker, beat it
Woo, ayy

`Bout to go stupid again
She out the roof of the Benz
I`m `bout to do it her to get her
I`ma fuck two of her friends
Just made a flip off the wop
Fuck the Frank Mueller, I jump out the jeweler again
I fucked my money up on the re-up
But I got it right back and I blew it again

Hahaha
We don`t wanna hear no sucker shit after this shit either, nigga
Know what I`m sayin`?
Oh, you worried `bout your bitch?
Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, she`s here
Know what I`m sayin`?
Oui, oui, parlez-vous français and all that good shit
Ha, straight off the runway in Paris, nigga
Give ten fucks about a bitch
Give ten fucks about a bitch