[Intro]
Uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, yeah (Jay Trench)
Yeah, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, yeah

[Chorus]
Got sticks in the Bentley, Saddam Hussein
Got sticks in the Bentley, Saddam Hussein
I don't ride with a friend you can check my name
Ride with the fire
I'm going insane

[Verse]
Sand on the beach, like I'm an African badman Idi Amin
Walk on my hands and feet
Signed to the streets, say no political reason
Drip, I came with a leak
Patterned a freak, I really felt like a demon
Still Jay Trench on the beat
Still in the Bim', feel like it's 2015
Still poured up with the lean
Still pulled up with the big swag, know that it's me
Still trapped out, studio T
Still haven't changed, why? I noticed the fans ain't fiend
I just held up on the cream
I just went up on a badders, she don't wanna leave
Fuck up and make her my queen
Fuck up the Louis, Chanel, none of them order Celine
[Chorus]
Sticks in the Bentley
Got sticks in the Bentley, Saddam Hussein
Got sticks in the Bentley, Saddam Hussein
I don't ride with a friend, you can check my name
Ride with the fire
Ride with the fire