Flex, my bitch love coco (Haha)
Woo back, baby (Woo back, baby), woo (Haha, yeah)
Let me see some, okay, okay (I see ya), okay, okay

Look, you cannot say Pop and forget the Smoke (Yeah)
I'm from the Floss where niggas tote (Woah)
They couldn't be Crips, so they turned Folks (Bah)
Drivin' through the 'Ville, droppin' the cho (Brr)
I gotta laugh, 'cause these niggas jokes (Haha)
Dread like, "Who these niggas?" (Who these niggas?)
"I don't know" (I don't know), but I'm on go (Woo)
And I'm in that Bugatti, movin' two hundred (Bah)
Givin' pumps, like, "Who shot ya?" (Brr)