First Off (feat. Travis Scott)

Back on the Forbes shit, crazy (Yeah)

I made more than Dwayne Wade, baby

I'm a street **** and I stay faded (Pluto)

Never worked in the gym but I weighed it (Travis)

First off, you get the ammo then you cock it

First off, we had this blast off like a rocket

I put a Patek water on but I got options

PJ takin' off and I ain't stoppin' no

Louis V belts, Louis V on my walls

Fish scale **** I can't fuck with no laws

Nothin' but Farrahs on my lens, I see fugazi

I should pimp this bitch and make her pay me (Yeah)

Started out surfin' on a codeine wave

All this change, yeah I don't fuck with these ****

They some opps, you can kill 'em, they ain't with us

Bought a pound of gas to smoke, I need to fill up (Yeah)

Got a line on good Gelato and Gorilla

Got a lil freaky with me, know you gon' get hit up

Steppin' over dead bodies in Margielas

I touched a 100 M's and I've been gettin' better (Ooh)

In a red Bugatti, gave it right to valet

Shoot his head, alright and get your new Sheneneh

Shootin' dice all night, yeah me and Dae Dae

We had to work the one on 'em, it was a good pay day

It was a teenager they put him on the news where I'm from

He let off forty shots, he can't get no bond

Clothes on these shotters, man, these killers be young

They ever get caught snitchin' they gon' cut off your tongue

I can't wait till the set the rat up, yeah

I was catchin' juugs, now a **** a millionaire

I get the rap check and I avoid the PAPS

I get NBA money, they ain't been in the draft

Yeah I'm back on the Forbes shit, crazy (Yeah)

I made more than Dwayne Wade, baby

I'm a street **** and I stay faded

Never worked in the gym, but I weighed it

First off, you get the ammo then you cock it (Straight up)

First off, we had this blast off like a rocket

I put a Patek water on but I got options

PJ takin' off and I ain't stoppin' no

Louis V belts, Louis V on my walls

Fish scale **** I can't fuck with no laws

Nothin' but Farrahs on my lens, I see fugazi

I should pimp this bitch and make her pay me

Partner cut off wore his denim pulled up by the rim (Yeah!)

Get the back end at the door and let the dogs kill (Dogs)

Point them out, they turn around, that's how we let them in (In)

Paranoid, one conversation, then I switch the SIM (Uh)

They talk like NBA business I ain't talkin' scrimmage (In the league)

You know I'm James Bond with it, Harden with the finish

Your whips got curtain options in it, I don't need it tinted

Just need the option not to see 'em when I'm ridin' in it

Used to spend checks on my Nikes, now they pay me (Yeah!)

Got some Bulls cheerleaders and they wavy (Alright!)

Number one up in my city like McGrady (Straight up!)

Yeah I'm back on the Forbes shit, crazy

Blow so much gas, I can't let 'em breathe (It's lit!)

Poppin' ten to three, I can't let 'em sleep (Pop it, pop it)

Flyin' through the clouds on somethin' heavenly

To this work, work, work

Yeah I'm back on Forbes shit, crazy

I made more than Dwayne Wade, baby

I'm a street **** and I stay faded

Never worked in the gym, but I weighed it

First off, you get the ammo then you cock it (Straight up)

First off, we had this blast off like a rocket

I put a Patek water on but I got options

PJ takin' off and I ain't stoppin' no

Louis V belts, Louis V on my walls

Fish scale **** I can't fuck with no laws

Nothin' but Farrahs on my lens, I see fugazi

I should pimp this bitch and make her pay me

Back on the Forbes shit, crazy

I made more than Dwayne Wade, baby

I'm a street **** and I stay faded

Never worked in the gym, but I weighed it