Yeah
You know I be that little Pretty Flacko, Jody the Second, ******* 
You know we had to hit you with another one 
This time I got my *******s with me 
We finna keep it trill in this ************, know what I'm sayin'? 
If you a trill *******, if you a trill ************ 
Throw that ************t up right now! 
Shotgun pop, make the monetary add 
Chop, won props with a military badge 
Went AWOL 'cause I serve 8-******* 
And I straight eggnog with the military axe 
Pimpin' when I'm pinnin', ************ you couldn't tell me that 
Way too loud, where the cemetery at? 
Way too smart to wear the penitentiary hat 
So remember, to the end or to infinity it's swag... 
Skinny *******, Pretty Flacko, ******* grippin' that chopper 
Party like a rocker now my *******s wildin' with Flocka 
Guess who just walked in with a Goyard bag 
Sixteen gold teeth and four gold slabs 
One dime piece, you already know she bad 
Divan, GT and extraordinary... 
My wrist said I'm rich, my whips say I made it 
My tat say ASAP and your ************ say I'm famous 
My whole clique dangerous 
We creepin' and sweepin' them grams up 
For *******s and ******* and killers with triggers 
Who buckin' and keepin' them hands up 
If you a trill *******, get your mother******' hands up 
If you a trill *******, get your mother******' hands up 
If you a trill ************, get your mother******' hands up 
If you a trill ************, get your mother******' hands up 
Waka Flocka, loco loco, I don't ******* with popo, popo 
FN on my hip, shorty, I'm not ridin' solo, dolo 
RIP to Duncan Romo, pay for ************, that's a no-no, 
Throwin' money, dive in the crowd, shorty I take all that promo 
Call me Pretty Godo, baller, date a model, drinkin' Roma 
Scott'll keep me G'd up while I'm buying bottle after bottle 
3-6, Frankie Lymon, he ain't ballin', girl, he's just lyin' 
Oh, broke-ass *******, won't you keep on tryin'? 
Killed the parking lot, it's our assignment 
My watch say I made it, my chains say I'm rich 
Diamonds in my mouth got me talkin' cash ************t 
Kush Clark Kent, for dough, ************, what I spit 
******* your main girl off my down south accent 
Waka Flocka! 
My whip said I made it, my chain say I'm rich 
I'm talkin' cash ************t, 'cause Gucci Mane the ************t (Gucci) 
Hit a lot of licks, sold a lot of bricks 
Served a lot of pounds, and I will never quit 
Gucci goin' loco, had that cocoa loco 
Shorty say I ****** her - I don't really know, though 
These ladies want a hug, baby want a photo 
Blue and white diamonds, ************, I'm so Tony Romo 
Thirty-four bricks, I grind 'em into bands 
Stack a lot of bands and I serve a lot of grams 
Thirty-six O's, stamped with the dragon 
Brick Squad, Bird Gang, yeah we got them Falcons 
Your girl hold my ************ like a Wii controller 
Where's your ************, *******? We control her 
The ****** she holdin' while she be over 
And when she saw my mother******' keys it's over 
And when I start it up, she like "lean me over" 
Cold heart, warm ************, mama we be polar 
I wore Louis Vuittons before they knew what they was 
They like: "Louis Vuitton? Naw, unh-uh, cous'" 
That's when I realized they didn't know what they was 
Them *******s actin' like I ******' stepped in blood 
O-7 2-11 man, I put out duds 
And ate space cakes that was filled with bud 
And now 20-12 *******, look at these scuds 
Green hair, money on my mind, hip-hop grunge 
You wear a cross I wear a Cartier nail 
You *******s ain't ******' with frail 
My wrist sizzle hot like it's stuck in the chair 
My jewelry's so loud, it's got something to share 
Like a conspiracy, like it's ACHAP 
Everybody on my ************ like Ahab 
Wait, did I say that? First pause, then play back 
Recognize *******, ASAP