Haters can't see me, but them b-tches still looking for me.

Real gs move in silence like lasagna.

And that vest won't help, cuz I'm aimin' at yo scalp

I'm so official, all I need is a whistle.

Got my tank top top down, it probably ain't summer but I ride like that cause I'm hotter than the others.

I don't go around fire expectin' not to sweat

Fresh off campus is the Birdman JR