text: Yah!
  Young rich nigga
  Migos in the building
  Young rich nigga shit, man
  Fuck wrong with these niggas, man?
  Go!
  Yo bitch wanna fuck the squad
  Cause she see exotic cars
  Them niggas hating on your boy
  Bow, bow, gruow, gruow
  We got body parts
  Young rich nigga tryna see a milli
  I got niggas thatll get you for a meal ticket
  I know niggas that remix, re-rock the whole chicken
  I feel like the president, Richard Nixon
  Gotta watch for them snake niggas plotting
  Young rich nigga
  Im walking around with the rocket
  I aint seen you in two years so how I fuck with you?
  I aint even gon touch you Ima let my mans get you
  I pull up and pop in the trunk and it looking like hopscotch, big blocks
  Remember me hitting the juugs and licks, and ducking and dodging the cops
  I feel like 2Pac, its me against the world and I cant be stopped
  Just me in the drop, came from holes in my sock, and now I got guap
  Yo bitch wanna fuck the squad
  Cause she see exotic cars
  Them niggas hating on your boy
  Bow, bow, gruow, gruow
  We got body parts
  Young rich nigga tryna see a milli
  I got niggas thatll get you for a meal ticket
  I know niggas that remix, re-rock the whole chicken
  I feel like the president, Richard Nixon
  Gruow, gruow, gruow we got body parts
  I dont need no body guard, I just use my face card
  In the kitchen frying fishes, got to come with tartar sauce
  Call me Pastor Takeoff, healing niggas Peter Popoff
  Im A1 nigga no steak sauce
  Baking the birdies, Im having a bake-off
  Extorting these niggas and money they pay off
  These niggas got work but aint working they laid off
  I hide body parts like Im Jeffrey Dahmer
  A living legend, Ronald McDonald
  My wrist terminator, but I am no Arnold
  Football Xans, I call em Hey Arnold
  Yo bitch wanna fuck the squad
  Cause she see exotic cars
  Them niggas hating on your boy
  Bow, bow, gruow, gruow
  We got body parts
  Young rich nigga tryna see a milli
  I got niggas thatll get you for a meal ticket
  I know niggas that remix, re-rock the whole chicken
  I feel like the president, Richard Nixon
  Fuck nigga talking hit em with extensions
  Throw em in the river now the nigga missing
  Fuck nigga tripping, not payin attention
  I hit em with semis he dont even see it
  If I catch a body Im gonna be innocent
  Clear the whole scene and Im leaving no witnesses
  Everybody get it, even civilians
  The only people that I spare is the children
  Dissecting you niggas, take away your body parts
  Karate chop that nigga like its martial-arts
  Shot that nigga, left em at the park
  Put the pussy nigga on a milk carton
  My choppa banana-clipped, got a knife
  Dont roll the dice nigga, you risk your life
  Im pouring up lean on your grave-site
  I throw him the bullet, he catch it like Jerry Rice
  Ugh, fuck a bitch cause its Thug Life
  Smoking good cause my plug right
  200k sold on my debut release
  200 felons locked up from the team
  Popping 200 bottles the day they release
  Yes, I am deceased, meaning Im raiding from all of these sheets
  Get Rich or Die Tryin keep that on repeat
  And all these bitches is trying to get on me
  And I fuck all of them hoes, got 2 cell phones, cant none of them call me