[Chorus: Richysamo]
Might just hit the runway, all this Gucci on me
Take a n***a down if he holding something (I'ma need that)
I've been selling dope since I was eleven
All these secrets, I just pray I go to heaven
Bitch I feel like Pablo, serve a n***a auntie yayo, pollo chapo
Call me huncho, knock a n***a down like it's Grand Theft Auto
Feel like Chapo, hoodrich n***a fucking on an IG model
Huh, yeah... what, what

[Verse: poorstacy/Lito Xantana]
Catch me walking down the runway, I like designer when (what)
Catch me posted on a Sunday, I like the lean in this bitch, okay
N***a sabe, yayo bitch, she just be all on my dick, okay
I just be with my K, yuh, yeah that be all on my hip okay
I'm done with pussy n***as
I'm done with snakes, I'm done with fake n***as
Pull up with K n***as, the draco go, all on yo face n***a
Don't catch a case n***a, the ski-mask
I pull that shit down on my face n***a
All on my face n***a, the skrilla the cash
The money, the cake, n***a

[Chorus: Richysamo]
Might just hit the runway all this Gucci on me
Take a n***a down, if he holding something (I'ma need that)
I've been selling dope since I was eleven
All these secrets, I just pray I go to heaven
Bitch I feel like Pablo, serve a n***a auntie yayo, pollo chapo
Call me Huncho, knock a n***a down like It's Grand Theft Auto
Feel like Chapo, hoodrich n***a fucking on an IG model
Huh, huh... what, what