[Intro: Action Bronson]
I wanna f*ck tonight – best believe I'mma get mine
In the truck, all white – my bitches doin' Jamaican dances
Uh, the life... you ain't getting no second chances
That's why I got some bitches turnin' tricks in Tampa
[Verse 1: Riff Raff]
We in Tampa, thinkin' Pensacola
I done hit your block in the rainbow Range Rover (Versace)
2k12 hangover, hard to find sober
They figured I work for Ruffles the way I keep a chip on my shoulder
Moving like molasses – f*ck them E-classes
I'm thinkin' a Bentley station wagon goes Inspector Gadget
Watch me work my lumber, might be “Hacksaw” Jim Duggan
The way my name buzzin' makes you wanna divorce your husband
Lotus on the frame, notice how I squat in the rain
Okay, pain... is just temporary
I done bought the mall way back in February
Dragon on the flames, Taiwan candy nunchucks
I done got so famous I had to disguise my voice
When I ordered chimichangas from Julio's Taco Truck
I do it like this, ice on my wrist
I'm in the mirror tellin' my grill
“Aye, you shoulda just shined like this”
Point to Aquafina bottle, crystal deposits
The way I got a hollow minded model...
Back of Ninja Kawasaki, details
I'm pushing V12s in the candy seashell
[Verse 2: Action Bronson]
Aye yo, I'm green Bimmer droppin'
Suede jacket wearin'
You gotta pay for my appearance, it will never be on clearance
Clarence Weatherspoon, my boo could boof like ten balloons
I got the 6 now I'm 'bout to cop the 7 soon (quick)
I never knew all the things that havin' cheddar do
New rings, live jackets out the petting zoo
Luke Petitgout, my shit medical
Straight surgery, negative paternity
She run behind the curtain cryin' while I backflip
That kid ain't mine, motherf*cker, man I'm back, bitch
Yes I am the winner, I'm that sick
Come get that ass kicked (yes)
We spendin' plastic (yes)
Uh – we got the wood wheel turnin' right
Smoke blowin' through the night cause I'm burnin' right
I know, I'm always on that next shit
Look at my mind, you'll see some shit that's not suggested