Lyrics:

Aye
Her ass fat like Kim Stacks
DJ run that shit back
New jewels I cop that
New pistol cock that
New watch I cop that
And that top I drop that
Pull up where that guap at
I took the game and locked that
Spending cash
Man that shit is pity patter, I get it back
Niggas petty 18 shots nigga out this 50 that
Got a hundred shots for niggas think they got 9 lives like kitty cat
With my Chicago Bears catch a opp he getting sacked
I ride X 6 ain't no Range Rover
(X 6 ain't no Range Rover)
This GTA bitch not no Saint Rows
(GTA bitch not no Saint Rows)
Pull up to the crib and I change clothes
(To the crib I change clothes)
Just to go and hit the bank hoe
(Just to go and hit the bank hoe)