(Yeah, woo)

Huh, you outside, don't get rolled up

Yeah, we on this side (side)

Yeah, you was outside, yeah, you was outside all again

I got the front door locked (woo)

uh, you ain't comin' in, hey

Bag after bag on the week (yeah)

Band after band, I can't sleep (band after band)

Yeah, real geek man, I'm luh geek (yeah) , huh (ayy)

Yeah, uh, stop sayin' all that spill

huh, stop sayin' you so real, hey

Stop sayin' you get money, yeah (whoa)

you ain't never see no deal, huh

You say you kill everybody (shh)

you ain't never seen no kill, huh

I like bein' on private jets 'cause

I don't even like feelin' real

And we send 'em sideways, and we send 'em sideways

And we send 'em goin' out the front door on holidays

Yeah, we get you fucked up on curbs or on the line way

Yeah, we get you fucked up

get bent like an archway (hey, hey, hey)

Bitch, I'm on the beach again, got two M's

I'm like eats again (hey, hey, hey)

I been on these flights again, they might

as well call me Heliman (woo, woo, woo)

They say I do it different and this

bitch try to say I ain't elegant

They say I do it different, yeah

got two freaks, I'm like: Yeah, man

You ain't never seen my sight, huh

you ain't never seen my sight (wow, wow)

You ain't never see my shooters, huh (huh, huh)

you ain't never see my view, huh

I pull up two by two, hey, I pull up two by two, hey

I ain't even need no reason, I'm gon' post what I do, hey

They say they wan' chop it like us

yeah, they not no head, man (chop, chop)

Yeah, we get you X'd out on the cross

oh, not no red cross (cross, cross)

Summrs outside, we own big trucks and big guns (rr)

They ask where I came from, I'm the holy one

Put it on the Sun, put it on the Moon, yeah

Tell me what the fuck you do before you gonna do it

Tell me how the fuck I look before you ever suit it

I forgot this money on me, I don't ever pursue it

(Yeah, woo)

Huh, you outside, don't get rolled up

Yeah, we on this side (side)

Yeah, you was outside, yeah, you was outside all again

I got the front door locked (woo)

uh, you ain't comin' in, hey

Bag after bag on the week (yeah)

Band after band, I can't sleep (band after band)

Yeah, real geek man, I'm luh geek (yeah) , huh (ayy)

Yeah, uh, stop sayin' all that spill

huh, stop sayin' you so real, hey

Stop sayin' you get money, yeah (whoa)

you ain't never see no deal, huh

You say you kill everybody (shh)

you ain't never seen no kill, huh

I like bein' on private jets 'cause

I don't even like feelin' real

And we send 'em sideways, and we send 'em sideways

And we send 'em goin' out the front door on holidays

Yeah, we get you fucked up on curbs or on the line way

Yeah, we get you fucked up

get bent like an archway (hey, hey, hey)

Bitch, I'm on the beach again, got two M's

I'm like eats again (hey, hey, hey)

I been on these flights again, they might

as well call me Heliman (woo, woo, woo)

They say I do it different and this

bitch try to say I ain't elegant

They say I do it different, yeah

got two freaks, I'm like: Yeah, man

You ain't never seen my sight, huh

you ain't never seen my sight (wow, wow)

You ain't never see my shooters, huh (huh, huh)

you ain't never see my view, huh

I pull up two by two, hey, I pull up two by two, hey

I ain't even need no reason, I'm gon' post what I do, hey

(Chop, chop)

(Cross, cross)

(RR)