ll these beats go dumb in the stereo
But I'm just too smart for the radio
Masked up like a young Rey Mysterio
Mask off when I'm back in the studio
Mac ain't make it to twenty-seven
Pac ain't make it to twenty-six
Big' ain't make it to twenty-five
It's only right that I gotta get rich
Cut niggas off and I curse niggas out
Niggas thirsty for help
It's a motherfucking drought (bitch, it's dry)
Niggas envy when you famous first
They don't know what they name is worth (they don't know)
Please excuse my grammar (please)
See my opps getting filled with anna (okay)
This game like Home Depot
Bitch, they got keys, hoes, and hammers (for the low, for the low)
Niggas' gangsters, killers, and scammers
We was out dodging bullets and cameras
When you broke, niggas won't throw slander
Get money, now your ass can't stand us, man
I want a whole lot of green and a pair of nice jeans
I been with the new beam and this pair of ice creams
Ever since I was a teen (uhh! Huh!)
I been focused on the cream (uhh! Huh!)
Want the clothes and the kicks and (what?)
And I don't want a car, I want an X-Wing (yeah)
I'm just onto the next thing
Growing up, I didn't have the best things
Now my diamonds on my neck gleam
I don't want a car, I want an X-Wing (yeah)
I'm just onto the next thing
Growing up, I didn't have the best things
Now my diamonds on my neck gleam

I'm just a bachelor
I'm looking for a partner
Someone who knows how to ride
Without even falling off
Gotta be compatible
Takes me to my limits
Girl, when I break you off
I promise that you won't want to get off
If you're horny, let's do it, ride it, my pony
My saddle's waiting, come and jump on it
If you're horny, let's do it, ride it, my pony
My saddle's waiting, come and jump on it
Sitting here flossing
Peepin' your steelo
Just once if I have the chance
The things I would do to you
You and your body
Every single portion
Send chills up and down your spine
Juices flowing down your thigh
If you're horny, let's do it, ride it, my pony
My saddle's waiting, come and jump on it
If you're horny, let's do it, ride it, my pony
My saddle's waiting, come and jump on it
If we're gonna get nasty, baby
First, we'll show and tell
'Til I reach your pony tail, oh
Lurk all over and through you, baby
Until we reach the stream
You'll be on my jockey team, oh
If you're horny, let's do it, ride it, my pony
My saddle's waiting, come and jump on it
If you're horny, let's do it, ride it, my pony
My saddle's waiting, come and jump on it
If you're horny, let's do it, ride it, my pony
My saddle's waiting, come and jump on it
If you're horny, let's do it, ride it, my pony
My saddle's waiting, come and jump on it
If you're horny, let's do it, ride it, my pony
My saddle's waiting, come and jump on it

I come looking for you with Haitians
I stay smoking on good Jamaican
I fuck bitches from different races
you get money they started hating
Turn up
I woke up in a new Bugatti
I woke up in a new Bugatti
I woke up in a new Bugatti
I woke up in a new Bugatti
I woke up in a new Bugatti
OK, niggas be hating I'm rich as a bitch
One hundred K I spent that on my wrist
Two hundred dollars spent that on your bitch
you and your model put that on my list
oh there he go in that Foreign again
Killing the scene bring the coroner in
murder she wrote, swallow a choke
Hit her and go, I won't call her again
woke up early morning, crib as big as a college
smoke me a pound of the loudest
whipping some shit with no mileage
diamonds cost me a fortune
Them horses all in them Porsches
you pussies can't hardly afford it
Forty two hundred my mortgage
balling on niggas like Kobe
fuck all you haters you bore me
only the real get a piece of the plate
repping my city I'm running my state
give me a pistol then run with the K's
Niggas want beef then I visit your place
Bang!
I come looking for you with Haitians
I stay smoking on good Jamaican
I fuck bitches from different races
you get money they started hating
TURN UP
I woke up in a new Bugatti
I woke up in a new Bugatti
I woke up in a new Bugatti
I woke up in a new Bugatti
I woke up in a new Bugatti

(On your marks, Get set, Go!)
Woooo (horse-friends!)
Woooo (horse-hop! horse-hop!)
Wooo (I love you!) Wooo (horsey!)
Horse, horse, horshe, horshe, 3-2-1 fight!!

It's sunny, clip-clop, good weather for the race (hi)
Feeling restless for no special reason (fidgety, so what?)
1st, 2nd, 3rd, 4th, 5th, (my turn's getting closer, closer)
My eyes are glistening, starting the race (hi)
Today's gotta be extremely messy (cha!)
At the final stretch (cutting carbs)
Wanna chow down on rice (but I wanna lose weight!)
That girl over there (waffle) that girl (bagel)
Every one of them, oh gosh (rebound)
Don't cry (hi) wipe them (hey)
Even if I smear myself with merbromin (it won't cure) (hah?)

Today, the Goddess of Victory
kisses only for me
Let's go over the rainbow
Dashing through the wind and stamping on the earth
Let the light shine in you
(Thuump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump)

Your favorite horse!
Bang! Pow! Starts running (fufu)
Kaboom! Beeow! Is galloping
I've never seen a race like this before (3-2-1 Fight!)
Bang! Pow! My heart is beating (fufu)
Kaboom! Beeow! I love you
I'll perform again today
Happy-happy darling, 3-2-1 Go Fight
Whoopy-whoopy honey 3-2-1 (Woo Fight!!)

Woooo (horse-friends!)
Woooo (horse-hop! horse-hop!)
Wooo (I love you!) Wooo (horsey!)
Horse, horse, horshe, horshe

Bakushin Bakushin Bakushin
Bakushin Bakushin Bakushin
Bakushin Bakushin Bakushin-shiin

Bakushin Bakushin Bakushin
Bakushin Bakushin Bakushin
Bakushin Bakushin Bakushin-shiin

Bakushin Bakushin Bakushin
Bakushin Bakushin Bakushin
Bakushin Bakushin Bakushin-shiin

Bakushin Bakushin Bakushin
Bakushin Bakushin Bakushin
Bakushin Bakushin Bakushin-shiin

Lookin' at my bitch, I bet she give your ass a bone
Lookin' at my wrist, it'll turn your ass to stone
Stretch limousine, sipping rosé all alone
Double-headed monster with a mind of his own
Cherry-red chariot, excess is just my character
All-black tux, nigga's shoes lavender
I never needed acceptance from all you outsiders
Had cyphers with Yeezy before his mouth wired (Uh)
Before his jaw shattered, climbing up the Lord's ladder
We still speedin', running signs like they don't matter, uh
Hater talkin' never made me mad
Never that, not when I'm in my favorite paper tag
Therefore, G4s at the Clearport
When it come to tools, fool, I'm a Pep Boy
When it came to dope, I was quick to export
Never tired of ballin', so it's on to the next sport
New Mercedes sedan, the Lex' sport
So many cars, DMV thought it was mail fraud
Different traps I was gettin' mail from
Polk County, Jacksonville, right in Melbourne
Whole clique appetites had tapeworms
Spinnin' Teddy Pendergrass vinyl as my J burns
I shed a tear before the night's over
God bless the man I put this ice over (Uh)
Getting 2Pac money twice over
Still a real nigga, red Coogi sweater, dice-roller
I'm makin' love to the angel of death
Catchin' feelings, never stumble, retracin' my steps (Uh)