[Intro]
Fuck, fuck fuck
Fuck, this is x-rated
This is x-rated

[Hook]
Oh shit, I work my wrist
I sign your tits
You wanna pick
Oh shit, lit like a bic
I got the stick, I got the zip
Oh shit, this is x-rated
You is outdated, flip through the pages
Minimum wages, my n***a's locked in the cages
I'm having money for ages
My lyrics feeling contagious
Yeah, my lyrics sounding outrageous
Baby, I'm gone through the phases
I am down all the way to my laces

[Pre-Chorus]
Oh fuck, you better duck
I gotta truck, so I can buck
Straight through your gut
Big bucks, baby big bucks

[Hook]
Oh shit, I work my wrist
I sign your tits
You wanna pick
Oh shit, lit like a bic
I got the stick, I got the zip
Oh shit, I work my wrist
I sign your tits
You wanna pick
Oh shit, lit like a bic
I got the stick, I got the zip
Big bucks

[Verse 1]
You better hide your bitch
Talking that shit, end up in a ditch
Don't trust these n***as cause they prone to snitch
I'm in mansion, this four sided brick
I'm wearing diamonds, they got me sick (achew)
If it's not broken, what you gonna fix?
If I ain't nothing, Imma be rich
She looking for stitch
[Pre-Chorus]
Oh fuck, you better duck
I gotta truck, so I can buck
Straight through your gut
Big bucks, baby big bucks

Oh fuck, you better duck
I gotta truck, so I can buck
Straight through your gut
Big bucks, baby big bucks

[Hook]
Oh shit, I work my wrist
I sign your tits
You wanna pick
Oh shit, lit like a bic
I got the stick, I got the zip
Oh shit, I work my wrist
I sign your tits
You wanna pick
Oh shit, lit like a bic
I got the stick, I got the zip

[Outro]
Fuck, ah, fuck fuck fuck