作词 : Omar Pineiro/Ronald Spence Jr./Shady El Sayed
 作曲 : Omar Pineiro/Ronald Spence Jr./Shady El Sayed
 Ronny J, please turn me up
 I f**ked that b***h, and then bought her birkin'
 Instagram model, I swear that she perfect
 Still kick her out when I'm done, I'ma serve it
 I go deep in that b***h then she tell me it's hurting
 Fifty racks in this bag, made off one play
 Scale lil' AP on my wrist, this ain't no Day Date
 FN right in the passenger, this my Date-date
 Stealing that choppa in the back of the bus, then I send it away
 Chains on my neck and it's choking me
 45. Caliber in my pants and it's poking me
 She wanna suck on my d**k, tell her totally
 Keep a small circle, I know they gon' fold on me
 This money done turn me sour ever since n***as told on me
 All these baguettes on my neck I make feel like a got a coat on me
 They wanna ruin my name, ruin my image and not even knowing me
 They used to hate on my music now they calling tell me "It's growing on me"
 Been doin' this and I do it with ease
 Too many stars they can't keep up with me
 F**k on a b***h, Uber pool and she leaves
 Still in the trap with the bats moving keys
 I f**ked that b***h, and then bought her birkin'
 Instagram model, I swear that she perfect
 Still kick her out when I'm done, I'ma serve it
 I go deep in that b***h then she tell me it's hurting
 Fifty racks in this bag, made off one play
 Scale lil' AP on my wrist, this ain't no Day Date
 FN right in the passenger, this my Date-date
 Stealing that choppa in the back of the bus, then I send it away
 Like I'm best fashioned and know that a young n***a been holding weight
 I know she gon' eat up the d**k so the b***h gettin' flewed out the state
 They getting moved out my way
 I cannot trip on a bih 'cause I'm having too much on my plate
 Put you on first 48 (B***h)
 I got some snakes in the grass but that's all of my n***as, my n***as been slime
 I caught a op in the corner and I got my Glock perfect timing
 And if I flash it is sparkin' behind and double park it
 I tote my guns in this b***h you would think I'm friend with a sergeant
 I f**ked that b***h, and then bought her birkin'
 Instagram model, I swear that she perfect
 Still kick her out when I'm done, I'ma serve it
 I go deep in that b***h then she tell me it's hurting
 Fifty racks in this bag, made off one play
 Scale lil' AP on my wrist, this ain't no Day Date
 FN right in the passenger, this my Date-date
 Stealing that choppa in the back of the bus, then I send it away