[Intro:] 
Chrome on the monster leather intestines 
Wit' a top model and a contestants 
I'ma Rottweiler yes I'ma rock 'n' roller 
It's Weezy Fuckin' Baby yeah straight up out 'da stroller 

Chrome on the monster leather intestines 
With a top model and a contestants 
I'ma Rottweiler yes I'ma rock 'n' roller 
It's Weezy Fuckin' Baby yeah straight up out da stroller 

[Verse 1:] 
Im higher than the solar system of the twizzle 
Im like Macaulay Culkin I was rich when I was pissin' 
On myself Im ballin' you niggaz haterholics 
Im jus' the recipe so you can save the garlic 
Im like a set of keys Im 'bout to get it started 
I smoke 'dem Beverly Hills from California 
'Dem bitches after me so I put that paddle on 'em 
She rode my dick and said she shoulda put a saddle on 'em 
I watch out for 'dem snakes listen for that rattle homie 
And I ain’t got a clique I got a cattle homie 
Wud up five kickin' back jus' bein' boo 
Im talkin' foreign money like a European dude 
Yeah Im heavy mane so you should reconsider 
I hit you one time fuck up yo equilibrium 
I got rhythm yeah I got soul yall 
I travel all around the world like a postcard 
My flow cold fuck around and get a cold sore 
I got this bitch on lock like a closed door 
Weezie's real 'dem otha' niggaz folklore 
Im connected I got more hoods than a coat store 
Im successful I got more shit than you can hope for 
And I got thru 'dat water like a boat ore 
Young Carter the name 
Baby boy risin' like hot water and 'caine 


[Bridge:] 
Whip it stretch it and flip it 
Reup stretch it and flip it [x3] 

[Verse 2:] 
Reup, we up in the club we up in the club 
Money runnin' like water bitch get up in the tub 
Im up in the club she up in the club he up in the club 
Now she can't leave so we fuckin the club 
Am I lucky or what Playboy Rabbit 
And I like big tongues like skateboard fashion 
I got more gurls than the Playboy Mansion 
I bet I serve 'em up like my name Pete Samprace 
And a nigga drink like the late Fred Sandford 
And a nigga smoke like there is no cancer 
And I know this world is so cold and decievin' 
But I keep my head up like my nose is bleedin' 
Yeah, and until that chosen evenin' 
I'ma be screamin Apple and Eagle 
Yeah that's rite Apple and Eagle 
Hollygrove 17 I won't leave you 
Nope, and this is just the preview 
But I'm already workin on the sequel 
Fuck wit' me wrong I'll fuck wit' yo home 
Like a letter to the wife sayin' ya husband is gone 
Like Muslim Im calm but like Muslim I'll bomb 
And beat the track up like a hundred arms 
Im funky like underarms 
The engineers recordin a thunderstorm 
My hunger forms then ring the alarms 
The Carter 2 was nice but the third times a charm 

[Outro:] 
Weezy Fuckin'