[Hook]
Grab the Gucci group song like it dick in my $$#, straight up
Big booty freak and she lickin my #~!!@, straight up

I'm a whole chief baby boy, straight up
Got bread on the bottom of the shoes, straight up
Got the racks over there with a get go me, straight up

I'mma spaz on you, straight up
Throw some cash on ya, straight up
Bide me with the Leafer like you government goes up, straight up

Baby girl, I drive you, know it gotta be Panamera

[Verse 1]

I $#&@ dudes On top my skrank, cause I run to the Benz
I'm automatic, don't fool around those and
Got those red bottles, full of additives and pens

I'm a hard top, I'm a popular demand
With a penthouse, but care where I'm gonna stand
And I'm coming up with this badass Dominican

Gotta cost over eighty racks for me to go sit in
I'm an astronaut, yes, yes, this I am
I'mma take these coif and cash out on the land

Most of red bottles, Jimmy Choo, are you in?
$#&@ the trip call, ^!$$% it ain't no compare


[Hook]

[Verse 2]

I'mma go to Mars (then what?)
Then take the baddest dude
This ain't no façade

G, a natural born star
Emilio (what up?)
Vanity, no pooch

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We gonna sleep in Gucci
This ain't trip enough

This how you kick it with a big dick
We blasting off (what?)
Like a rocket with two top

On another level, we put diamonds in our clubs
Keep your head enough
Like a rock star so don't you cause

From another planet
Yeah, yeah, yes I am
I got your baby ma'am and she in love with who I am

Run panoramic, with the turbo boost
And she hoppin' on it like she down with Serous