Yeah, hey, it's my face Hey, step up in the Rooney diamond, hit you in the face Put a lil' Molly on the tongue, that's the taste I just sit back, count the bag all day Got a quarter million, so I'm finna snatch the wave I'm a boss, I could never be a worker on these niggas double R No, I'm slime with the curtain on these niggas Big slime, I'll wipe the whole nose off these niggas Slap, you don't wanna smoke, then you asthmatic Fuckin' groupies on the road, my bitch gettin' mad Baby, I'm a rockstar, don't know how to act Lil' Reg, can't tame me Gettin' brained in the range, cause I'm famous Chewin' on the molly, slidin' in the vintage door Feelin' good, the panties out, the baddest IG horn Put the hood up on my back, got a strap on my waistline Put that on my soul, you would never come and take it Hit another mill, feel my deal, I'm like, bitch I been said it, I'm a dog, so she must be a pet Only thing off of my mind is some money and some *** Big ol' Birkin bag my bitch so bad, she gotta have it I can't even cap, I got a lot of bad habits Money cure my pain, ooh, big ol' diamond rocks Hit a pussy n***a right up in the motherfuckin' face Step up in the Rooney diamond, hit you in the face Put a lil' molly on the tongue, that's the taste I just sit back, count the bag on eight Got a quarter million, so I'm finished, next wave I'm a boss, I could never be a worker on these n****s Double R, no, I'm slime with the cuttin' Big slime, I'll wipe the whole nose off these niggas Slap, you don't wanna smoke, then you asthmatic They don't want no motherfuckin' smoke with a key I put money in the bank, can't put bitches on they knees Got, got, got, hit a mark, now they grievin' If I walk in, I'll be leavin' I went D.O. to the draws today Bless my dick, right across South Java today Long as you know, I'ma be payin' for days Know my shine, know that I paved the way Know I wish a n***a true, why I got that hundred grand on me Yeah, she said she my number one fan, knowin' she wanna put it on me I need your number one fan, yeah, I need your fuckin' number Yeah, the real real know what I'm sayin', and you fuckin' don't Step up in the room, these diamonds hit you in the face Put a lil' molly on the tongue, that's the taste I just sit back, count the bag on eight Got a quarter million, so I'm feelin' snatch away from my boss I could never be a worker on these niggas Double R, know I'm slidin' with the curtain on these niggas Big slime, I'll wipe the whole nose off these niggas Slap, you don't wanna smoke, then you asthmatic Slap, you don't wanna smoke, then you asthmatic