Yah yah
What do you know 'bout me? Nothin'
Everybody bummed but you know they frontin'
Four rings on my hands, got me lookin' like a--
High off this shits, got me actin' like a--
Yah, yah yah yah
Four rings on my hands, got me lookin' like a champion
High off the shits, I be actin' like a madma-an
I be actin' like a madma-an, like a madman
Four rings on my hands, got me lookin' like a champion
High off the shits, I be actin' like a madma-an
I be actin' like a madma-an, like a madman
All these rings on my hands, I'm looking like the mafia
Did you know that smrt means death in czecho-slovakia
They told me that when you glo they really try stoppin' ya
But I ain't worried 'bout the mob, you know that I be poppin', yah
They like why yo nails look like that? God damn, they are so pretty
And how you throwin' looks like that? I know I keep it lit, see
I really got the sauce like that, I know you see me drippin'
Asking what was in my cup, don't worry 'bout what I'm sippin'
The way I got all of these drugs, might think that I'ma doctor
And I know that they love me 'cause they callin' me their father
You pickin' up those pills out the ground, I ain't even bothered
Hair long as fuck, yeah I'm lookin' like a rockstar--
Show your team why I get guap, you gon' order steak and lobster
I don't eat shit, spend that money on designer
Spend that money on designer
I don't eat shit, spend that money on designer
Four rings on my hands, got me lookin' like a champion
High off the shits, I be actin' like a madma-an
I be actin' like a madma-an, like a madman
Four rings on my hands, got me lookin' like a champion
High off the shits, I be actin' like a madma-an
I be actin' like a madma-an, like a madman
Shadows settle on the place, that you left
Our minds are troubled by the emptiness
