[Intro: Philthy Rich]
(Funk or Die)
Ayy, it's Philthy, nigga
Don't check for me unless you got a check for me
Believe that, uh-huh, look

[Verse 1: Philthy Rich]
Big baguettes on that Bentley chain and the tombstone got my nigga name (Feddi)
Nah, we ain't got the same daddy, but we both got the same last name (Ayy, free JBay)
'05, when I cut the dreads, I was in the streets, I was misled (Oh, I remember)
A hundred DM's from my old bitch, she wanna come back, I leave it on read (Faggot)
Upgraded from my last ho, if you ask her, I'm an asshole (Is that right?)
Man, them broke niggas' breath stink, they been talkin' shit out the asshole (Broke nigga)
Diamond chain got big pointers, I was givin' my bitch pointers (I was)
How to bounce out every sucker nigga block out and then hit corners (It's Philthy)
These niggas just rap hard, no doghouse in the backyard (Uh-uh)
We was sellin' dog in the front yard, lined up like they had a lunch card (Seminary)
Pourin' rose for my dead homies, just got the word that the feds on me (Five-oh)
Percocets and the meds on me
Twist a nigga top, got his dreads on me (It's Philthy)
Designer on me by Mike Amiri
Never let a broke bitch come near me (Never)
I ain't even gotta keep it on me
My young nigga got a right to carry (My young nigga)
Prometh' with the Act' on it
Bentley Spur with the wrap on it (Foreign)
My young nigga spent racks on it
Out a bitch ass, no cap on it (It's Philthy)
I was really off in the field
How it feel to really spend a mil'? (How it feel?)
How it feel to make it back again
And then go and spend another mil'? (Chump change)
I still love him like he a brother
When you fuck a prostitute, wear a rubber (Ayy, do that)
Versace logos all on the cover
Went and bought a foreign, went and bought another (It's Philthy)
Bad bitch say she love a nigga, but she know a nigga can't believe that (Bitch)
Pull up on 'em like Big Worm on Friday, where my cheese at? (I need that)
Gucci on me, no boycott, paperwork say old boy hot (Pussy)
Heard a sucker got knocked down, we gon' celebrate about a dead opp, it's Philthy

[Verse 2: Peewee Longway]
Fuck it, run through the family tree
Clip gon' sting like a bumblebee
Christian D came with the bumblebee
Christian Dior with the bumblebee
Triple-A, caught me a QP
GT back up, beep beep
.223, we gon' shoot it on repeat
You can do a pop-up, we can do a meet-greet
My young niggas steppin' on niggas in GG (Step)
Chanel, we mix it with GG (Chanel)
My Cuban link baguettey, VV (Baguettes)
And the Bentley got wifi, TV (TV)
Got a play, you want Popeyes, three-piece (Popeyes)
Got a three-piece, came from Waikiki ('Kiki)
When I pop out, niggas get PC (Pop out)
Got a new Glock, smoke 'em like teepee (Smoke somethin')
My smile from Johnny Dang TV (Dang)
We catch an opp and go put him on TV (Ayy)
I leave the lot and go put it on three-piece
Heat up the pot, then whip it up, skrrt
New Lam' bought, Royce, crank it up, brrp, brrp
Put it on a scale when you weigh it up, brrt
She call my phone and she tell me, "Okurrt"
I sent the box and it comin' today
I'm pimpin' like Philthy when I'm in the Bay
I got that Cookie Money in the A
I can make parmesan with the cake
I can make Ramadan every day
I make it hard for niggas to play
My Patek got loogie boogers in the face
Fuckin' on Philippine, Ethi' bae
Feelin' like fuckin' on Keisha today
I'm slashin' a brick like a pizza dough, 'kay?
I got the fish and I sprinkle Old Bay
I put the VLONE feets on the Wraith
I took the B and put C on the Bay
Runtz in the vent, we Obama the tint
My young nigga be on that dumb-dumb shit
Runtz in the vent, we Obama the tint
My young nigga be on that dumb-dumb shit
Longway, bitch