Lyrics:

[Intro]
Uh, yo
(DJ Nick, DJ Nick)
Ayy, pass that
(Ayy, Terk, Sparkheem)

[Verse]
What if Martin Luther King was out sippin' lean?
Foreign car drivin', day-dream
My diamonds be reflections off the styrofoam ice
Bob Barker, you can get it if the price is right
I'm molly talkin', got me feelin' like it's Coachella
Goyard Umbrella, ella-ella
I'm on the freeway, countin' money, Roc-A-Fella
They call me by my first name, bank teller
The way I craft this shit up, you think I'm servin' cheddar
Burberry player, David Handy left jam
Supreme, Northface, I stay clean, colgate
I got a mansion, it's a passcode by the gate
Th5se niggas thuggin', but they go to church like th5y Maze
These niggas thuggin', but they in the church like they Maze
This ain't love Love Jones and [?] Lawrence tape
I feel like Young Gleesh, I got a skimask on face
I skirt off in a Audi, pull up in Benz
Let that TV show, all these bitches be my friends
I get a cheque, then I moonwalk and milly rocks
Ain't no squares in my circle, no, I'm not a box
My mama found the gut, she didn't even call the cops
She gave me the proposition, I sit back, I had to listen
I can turn three to six right in the kitchen
Like I'm Young Jeezy, that's right, let's get it

[Chorus]
All white outfit, this is Gucci linen
All white outfit, this is Gucci linen
I see your ho open up, I run it past like Emmett
Runnin' back like Dion, my man used to drive the neon
Got it for nineteen, my car, the weak [?]
Suffer 23 Lebron, Draco almost broke my arm
All white outfit, this is Gucci linen
All white outfit, this is Gucci linen
I see your ho open up, I run it past like Emmett
Runnin' back like Dion, my man used to drive the neon

[Outro]
[?] motherfuckin' [?]