[Verse 1]
Pull up on the block
Like a seam let it rip
And I'm riding in a coupe
With yo bitch on my dick
How she hit my line up
When she ain't let you hit
So I gave her the pipe
When I got to the six
6 shooter by my side
When I ride in the whip
Wanna see the model
Get a better look bitch
And the opps be on my back
So I gave a hoe the slip
And I'm counting up my chips
When I had to go and dip
All you bitch ass niggas
Rising up get shot down
Doors closed up cuz
I got it on lock now
It's a bomb threat
Bitch i got it on lock down
Playing civ 6 get your
Empire brought down
Pull up with the mop
And a scope bitch I pop out
Said she ain't about it
Till I had to pull my cock out
I might take a double cup
Xan and I rock out
Since I got my bread all
These birds wanna flock now
[Hook]
God damn my bitch
God damn my wrist
God damn my whip
God damn I'm rich
God damn my bitch
God damn my wrist
God damn my whip
God damn I'm rich
[Verse 2]
Pull up with your gang
What you got
Leave your head in a slip knot
Shotgun with a pump
3 shots and you get dropped
Bloody diamond wrist
On my red leather wrist watch
Trynna post up on my block
And you get shot
LV kicks my shoes suicidal
Trynna ride the wave
But the wave too tidal
Everything gold like
My first name Midas
Hop on my dick
That's the only thing you riding
I feel like I'm a genie
Smoking gas from out the lamp
Designer what I drip
And I've been stunting like a ramp
And you coming up with something
Say it louder with an amp
And you talking like a beach and
Put your body in the sand
[Hook]
God damn my bitch
God damn my wrist
God damn my whip
God damn I'm rich
God damn my bitch
God damn my wrist
God damn my whip
God damn I'm rich