Over 200

Yeah, hop in that V12, mhm

Yeah, supercharged whip doing over two hundred
It's a new day, woke up to new hundreds
I got this hoe on her knees, I don't want her
Her nigga broke, it's okay, he a runner
We in Miami, got sticks in the sprinter
I'm rockin' old season Rick Owen denim

I'm up in H Lorenzo buyin' garments
We havin' codeine, shit straight out the pharmacy
We havin' codeine, yeah straight out the fare
Ayy, know I stay stocked up just like a market

Yeah, big body Hellcat, I can't even park it
This shit be crazy 'cause we was just walkin'
New Cartier diamonds do all the talkin'
I popped a roxy, I'm feeling too awesome

Way too geeked, yeah, I need me a spaceship
After I fuck her, she know she can't stay
After I fuck her, she know she can't stay
This a hoe a freak, she ate me with no hands
These hoes be crazy, this bitch got a man (phew)
She ain't give no fucks, she hit me off her spam
Balenci' sweatsuit what my bitch wearing

Brand new Draco blow like a (chopstick chop 'em up, now he in a bag)
Chopstick chop 'em up, now he in a bag
This chopstick spray shit just like a, uh (just like a tan)

(Cartier diamonds, they talk)
(Cartier diamonds, they talk)

Yeah, and the GLE track got, yeah
The GLE track got speed
Lil' bitch, I'm the one, they gon' leave it to me
I got this London bitch all on her knees
Money and codeine, that's all that I need
I'm super geeked up, oxycontin what I bleed
This lil' ho, I know they don't want me to leave
If it ain't 'bout that bread then I leave 'em on seen

New Balenciaga, third pair this week
Lil' nigga crazy to be messin' with me
I don't do shows, still paid every week
Yeah, I'm so double R, E-F-G
I'm in Hermès for the third time this week
Fuck up my money, make it back in my sleep
Her nigga bummy, she said that he cheat
I'm really rich, hoe, E-F-G

I'm really rich, hoe, mhm-mhm, ayy
I'm really rich, hoe, mhm-mhm-mhm
I'm really rich, hoe, mhm-mhm
Yeah, mhm-mhm
Money countin' 'til I wake up
I'm in LV, nigga, I got a-
Money, I count up, the money, I'm thumbin'