Aye, y’all niggas don’t wanna come and try to talk with me Now nigga, I do this shit You motherfucker wanna come and battle me Oh nigga, that’s ludicrous Snapbacks and tattoos, doobie wrapped in my bamboos Young bitches too turned cold so I burn hoes, burn through 2 G’s on my sandal, 10 packs on my man too Y’all don’t spit that’s chase fire, I whack through window Uh that’s my bitch, wait Uh that’s my shit, wait Y’all hoes just hate just hate us cuz can’t do that like this ay Show me any rapper, any motherfucker rapper I’mma put him on his back with the rat tat tat Put me in the booth, I’mma show you where the truth With a nigga with juice and a black bandana And I pull up in the Porsche Panamera Money in the bank like I’m Hannah Montana And I fill with the esta maniana Pause for a minute, smile for the camera Swirl ways in my Vera Wang Feragamo, hermit lane My swag stay on the plane and I’m old school, Dana Dane Swishy sweets in my gasoline Front page of your magazine Pop a mile and you’ll pop a pill cuz I’m iced out and I’m ridin’ lean
[Hook: Driiky Graham] Snapbacks and tattoos Snapbacks and tattoos Nice whips, fly chicks All that cause cash rules (x2)
Show off your hats Show off your tatts Show off your arms, legs, chest, show off your back Snapbacks and tattoos Snapbacks and tattoos Nice whips, fly chicks All that cause cash rules