Motorola - $NOT

Ahaha

Ayy, put the volume up

Alright, good, whoa, aye

Yuh

Ayy, Samsung, Motorola, switch different phones

Big choppa', small choppa', aimin' at your dome

One bite, two bite, now I’m on the moon

Back to the earth, chillin' in my space room

Ayy, Samsung, Motorola, switch different phones (Ayy)

Big choppa', small choppa', aimin' at your dome (Yuh)

One bite, two bite, now I’m on the moon

Back to the earth, chillin' in my space room, ayy, whoa (Hold up)

Hold up, hold up, ayy

Press the pause on my life then I hit resume (Resume)

Yellow car, foreign car, in a Bentley coupe

Ice on my wrist, lemonade, sweet juice (Juice)

Fly to the sky, stretch wings like a bird

Head to the moon, land safe on the dirt (Yuh)

Rest in peace you niggas, put you on a fuckin' shirt (Haha)

I be in my mansion drinkin' ginseng tea (Ah)

Pink, yellow diamonds comin' out the Fiji Sea

Bad bitch, dragon tattoos on her ass

She gon' love me for whatever 'cause I got the cash

Ricky Martin, bitches love my fashion

Pull up to yo' blood’s crib, ask him, «What's brackin'?»

(What's brackin'?)

I want all my net while I’m drinkin' fuckin' Sprite (Ah)

Don’t mix it with no ice 'cause I don’t like, nah

I remember when I was a kid, ridin' bikes

Now I’m drivin', windows low, cups full of ice (Who dat?)

Lookin' at the sky, whoa, diamonds shinin' bright (Bright)

Ballin' on these niggas, now they call me head coach (Coach)

Steppin' on these niggas, now they is a fuckin' roach (Ugh)

Fuck on yo' bitch, dick cheese, not choke (Ayy)

She need my bag quick, ASAP, pronto (Hahaha)

Ayy, Samsung, Motorola, switch different phones (Yuh)

Big choppa', small choppa', aimin' at your dome

One bite, two bite, now I’m on the moon

Back to the earth, chillin' in my space room

Ayy, Samsung, Motorola, switch different phones (Ayy)

Big choppa', small choppa', aimin' at your dome

One bite, two bite, now I’m on the moon

Back to the earth, chillin' in my space room, ayy, whoa