Alright look , off the xans i just woke up in Orlando . I got rich , put designers on my flannels turn your bitch over like she a channel i remember skipping school to hit the bando . imma shoot a movie like i’m clooney tooning on these n***as like im looney n***as talking stupid , tell em to sue me im getting money – hold on , what are you doin ? im on top of my game , life is a picture , got Glock in the frame run up imma hit you – not with the lame shit im gonna lane switch , all girls the same – apeshit , treat my main hoe like my mistress , tony hawk i up that Glock hе hit that kickflip im catching feelings , i remember catching casеs rap simmons baby these ain’t no k – swiss heat em up , eat em up , wanna fight ? beat em up who are you ? who is us ? im the shit , bitch whats up ? off the xans i just woke up in Orlando I got rich , put designers on my flannels turn your bitch over like she a channel i remember skipping school to hit the bando like hi , not that type of guy , maybe one day i can fly in the sky n***as fake as hell in disguise , run up catch some shells go to hell imma ball super hard , john wall dunk on em like im 6 feet tall . ohhh , ohhh that’s your bitch put my dick in her jaw , i just called to play – wake up thanking god for another day perky’s and henny – take it to the face , i feel super lost like i’m up in a maze but that’s okay its just another day – it’s just another day – its just another day ( lemme hear dat ) off the xans i just woke up in Orlando I got rich , put designers on my flannels turn your bitch over like she a channel i remember skipping school to hit the bando ive been ballin , hit the dealership and cop me one of those whatchamacallits , all i know is that gucci and louis up in my closet , i used to wear that Nike i had foamposites , ship places you ain’t ever been there 40 and a gucci bag with the birkin , never been scared brother locked up , won’t let him out like akon , imma count the money up , stack it till it dont go no more , hoe got passed around , we dont want your hoe no more gucci all on my clothes , thats what im on lil hoe kush my cologne , i dont need no cologne no more , og cookies , your bitch wanna fuck looky looky i met her on jersey shore snooki snooki off the xans i just woke up in Orlando I got rich , put designers on my flannels turn your bitch over like she a channel i remember skipping school to hit the bando . Spent a couple thousand on some sandals , just to say im going to Orlando i remember i ain’t even have a cell phone , all i know is ball like my name Kobe matter of fact fuck ballin , imma start coaching brand new kid , super rich like im Hendrix on that future shit one bullet in your medulla kid , i like the designer high fashion , imma leave you in the past tense , im running up all the racks im making that bitch hit the back , jump on me if you afghan . imma ball super hard , john wall dunk on em like im 6 feet tall that’s your bitch put my dick in her jaw