Black leaves on the Mississippi river

Black leaves in the Mississippi fire

Southside on the track, yeah

Black leaves in the Mississippi choir

Black leaves on the Mississippi river

White rose, 20 hoes, white gold

Mink roll, lotta pink toes, Rick and O

Margiela, you didn't know

We pop G -6's, make the bitch go sicko mode

Up the status, I bust her down, the bitch the baddest

The rest in the attic, I double the money, don't math the madness

My car's the fastest, I'm flippin' the bitch, I'm knowin' gymnastics

I Elliot Diamond, I twinkle the wrist, you need some glasses

It's hard to catch me, I bulletproof trousers

I can move in madness, they thought it would matter

We ballin' on niggas, go get you a basket

The money come blue, I bought me a white but they call me a coupe

Set it off like a noob, I'ma tell me a hundred for Wiley the booth

I had got off the juice, then the money start blowin' up out of the roof

I'm tellin' the truth, I became the one when I got out the groove

Don't gotta say it, they buyin' instead

If I'm shootin' my shot and I know I'ma wear it

I put my son in baguette, before he could walk, he could talk

And this shit was too heavy

I had to drop my top on bitch, can't no other nigga regret it

I had to smash on her and her friend and told them both they pity

I got the drop all on my ass, I told them boys to shred it

I got a foreign fetish, I am the one, you get it

Black leaves on the Bishop Shippee River

Black leaves in the Bishop Shippee River