Yellow model chick
Yellow bottle sipping
Yellow Lamborghini
Yellow top missing
Yeah, yeah

That stuff look like a toupee
I get what you get in 10 years, in two days

Ladies love me, I'm on my Cool J
If you get what I get, what would you say?

He wax it on and off, Mr Miyagi
And them suicide doors, Hari Kari

Look at me now, look at me now
Oh, I'm getting paper
Look at me now
Oh, look at me now
Yeah, fresher than a mu- what?

Lil' jigga bigger than gorilla
Cause I'm killing every jigga that try to be on my stuff
Better cuff your man if you with him, I can get him
Cuz he accidentally slip and fall on my crack

Ooops I said on my crack
I ain't really mean to say on my crack
But since we talking about my crack
All of you haters say hi to that
I'm done.... No really though I'm not done

Let's go
Cause I feel like I'm running
And I'm feeling like I gotta get away, get away, get away
Better know that I don't and I won't ever stop cause
You know I gotta win everyday day, day
See they don't really wanna pop me

Just know that you never stop me
And I know that I can be a little cocky
You ain't never gonna flop me

Every time I come a jigga gotta set it, then I gotta go, and then I gotta get it
Then I gotta blow, and then I gotta shudder any little thing a jigga guess that i be doing
Cause it doesn't matter cause I'm gonna dadadada

Then I'm gonna murder every thing and anything a badaboom a badabing
I gotta do a lot of things, and make it clearer to a couple jiggas
That I'm always winning and I gotta get it again, and again, and again

And I be doing it to death and now I move a little foul
A jigga better call a ref, and everybody know my style
And jiggas know I'm the the best when it come to doing this
And I be banging on my chest, and I bang in the east and I bang in the west
And I come to give you more and I will never give you less
You will hear it in the street or you can read it in the press
Do you really wanna know whats next?
See the way we on and we all up in the race and you know
We gotta go, don't try to keep up with the pace
We struggling and hustling and sending in and getting in
And always gotta take it to another place
Gotta taste it and I gotta grab it
And I gotta cut all through his traffic
Just to be at the top of the throne
Better know I gotta have it, have it

Look at me now, look at me now
Oh, I'm getting paper
Look at me now
Oh, look at me now
Yeah, fresher than a motherfucker

Man fuck these haters, how y'all doin'?
I'm Lil Tunechi, I'm a nuisance, I go stupid, I go dumb like the 3 stooges
I don't eat sushi, I'm the stuff, no pollution, no substitution

Now I'm chillin' playin' movies in my jacuzzi, fruit is juicy
I never gave a damn about a hater, got money on my radar
Dress like a skater, got a big house, came with a elevator
You jiggas ain't eatin',go tell a waiter

Marley said shoot 'em, and I said okay
If you wanted bullsh- I'm like olé
I don't care what you say, so don't even speak
Your boyfriend a freak like Cirque Du Soleil

That's word to my flag, and my flag red
I'm out of my head, yo I'm outta my mind, from the bottom I climb
You ain't hotter than mine, nope, not on my time and I'm not even trying
Whats poppin' Slime? nothin' five, and if they trippin' forget 'em five
I ain't got no time to shuck and jive, these jiggas as sweet as pumpkin pie

Ciroc and sprite on a private flight, yo I'm enticing
Guiding light, and my pockets white, and my diamonds white
And my mommas nice and my daddy's gone

You jigs scared cause I'm too wild, been here for a while
I was like trial I puts it down
I'm so Young Money, if you got eyes look at me now, yo

Look at me now, look at me now
Oh, I'm getting paper
Look at me now
Oh, look at me now
Yeah, I'm fresher than a mu- what?

Okay, okay
Is that right?
I'm fresher than a mu- what?