Don't trip, trip, trip, trip Trip, trip, trip, trip Don't trip, trip, trip, trip Trip, trip, trip, trip Don't Rocket hang with the high rollers Wild out, they try to control us We get everything we want now Bring me my guns and roses Yeah I'll start that war Yeah I'll pick that fight Generation don't give a fuck But we don't sleep at night Nobody ever wanna put up a good fight Everybody just wanna turn the fuck up like Got friends in all the right places Got diamonds in my braces We're the class if we don't pay the bills But we got pretty faces Damn I'm killin' it Damn I'm killin' it Yeah I'm goin' out Drink my bank account No silly shit, got villain shit Got kill, kill, kill to the Adamsville King in the BK, kid make a trillion shit I'm feelin' our shit like really we sick I'm a fuckin' tyrant I [?] nails and you frail and cryin' Y'all buddy cops, we do buddy crimes I peel out like, "How's my fuckin' drivin'?" Player from a young age, I've been on the feel-a-ho Still on my pimpin' shit, I've been on the pillow, ho Homicide dick, bitch, I've been on the kill-a-ho Raise that pussy from the dead, Lord help me heal a ho