Aye Skrt, in my motherf*ckin’ jaguar
Spend like 200 racks, for this f*cking jaguar
I don’t want my money back,I just want that jaguar
Pulled up in a pontiac, I pulled in a fast car; a jaguar
Aye Skrt, in my motherf*ckin’ jaguar
Spend like 200 racks, for this f*cking jaguar
I don’t want my money bæ,I just want that jaguar
Pulled up in a pony, I got pulled up in a fast car; a jaguar
Choppa hit that boy, he talkin’ sh*t like he was Hitler
Uzi with the scope, he didn’t even shoot, he do the crip walk
Diamonds on my wrist, my neck get froze just call me Christophe
That boy he just a clown I tell that joker just to p*ss off
I don’t sip that lean, my cup got water and it’s crystal
Climbing up the charts I’m blowing up just like a missile
Coming for the crown, to all you clowns, its your dismissal
I started from the ground, molded my fame, and now I’m chiseled; it’s simple
I got money on my dashboard; I always keep a check
Got that Fendi, Gucci, bag now, I always keep a flexHNow yoe talking when you’re racks down, you always interject
Got like 30k in cash now so gimme’ my respect (hoe, I'm)
Blessed out the motherf*ckin’ sunroof
Bullets coming fast and they spitting to the clip too (BOOM)
Double down my cup I got the drink too
Diamonds on my wrist; women in water like a fish do
Aye Skrt, in my motherf*ckin’ jaguar
Spend like 200 racks, for this f*cking jaguar
I don’t want my money back,I just want that jaguar
Pulled up in a pontiac, I pulled up in a fast car; a jaguar