Verse 1 
Back on my bullshit (Bullshit) 
Back to back on my bullshit (Bullshit) 
Matter fact that was bullshit 
I'm?goin'?back to back?to back on my bullshit (Bullshit) 
Do?it one time they gon' think it's luck (Think it's luck) 
Gotta hit 'em with the repeat 
Do it two times they gon' still doubt (Still doubt) 
Ayy, now I got a three-peat 
Gotta flood the streets 'til they knee deep 
Gotta stay woke can't be sleep 
All this fly shit don't be cheap 
All these bad bitches that we keep 'round 
Pockets gotta be deep now 
Never lose again, live in me deep down 
Gotta keep winnin' it's a clean sweep now 
Tell her back it up, you hit three beeps now 
Big truck lil' bitch 
Call me Greek Freak, big bucks lil' bitch 
Paid in Full, lil' Ace, lil' Mitch 
You a RICO, lil' case, you're a snitch 
Not from Chicago but too shy to speak 
Ask, "Where's Waldo?", I'm too high to seek 
Move like cargo I do fly every week 
Princess in Lagos, Dubai with sheikhs 
Anywhere I go, new vibes the freak 
Told her I'm Drago, you Apollo Creed 
Far as hot cars go, you guys to me 
I Murcielago and you dry your feet, nigga 

Verse 2 
I'm that bull in the hood 
New Lamb truck, got the bull in the hood 
Black and red lookin' like the Bulls at the hood 
23's on it, got the Bulls sitting good 
This game six, this can't miss 
Shootin' my shot, wrist hang, swish 
Ice my shit like I just sprain this 
Mille plain jane and that bitch stainless 
Look, money talk, shawty speakin' this language 
Buy her a car, she gon' switch lanes quick
I got shut up money, I don't explain shit
Do you wanna boss up or just change shifts?
Pretty little jawn and she gets things lit
Baby got a crew on some Rich Gang shit
PNB and Meek muzzlin' the same bitch
If you look in her eyes, man that shit's dangerous, on God
On the gang, on bros
No bullshit, you the one D. Rose
Pass me to Pippen, the long nose
Then it's game over, the horn blows
This the last shot
You tryna be on the team or be the mascot?
Wanna be the first lady or the last thot?
I'm payin' Dwayne Wade but I flash knots, woah
I thought you could've been Jordan
Found out that you wasn't even Ben Gordon
Next one get flewed out, I'm keepin' them boardin'
Like Toni Kuko?, I'm foreign, imported, yeah

Outro
I cannot bullshit with none of y'all (None of y'all)
I got the bullseye on some of y'all (Some of y'all)
I feel like Michael in '95 ('95)
Back on my bullshit this summer y'all