Yeah, yeah, yeah
Big stepper, bitch I handle any weather
Big cheddar, can this shit get any better?
Out of pocket, you should get your shit together
Sipping henny on the squad, I will never settle
Umbrella, how I get these bitches wetter
Young rebel, that is why the name Dilemma
Go-getter, I am on a different level
Now we on pace just like Reggie Miller
On pace just like Reggie Miller
On pace just like Reggie Mill
On pace just like Reggie Miller
On pace just like Reggie Mill
Run up in it
Run up, run up, run up in it
Run up in it
Run up, run up, run up with it
Gotta get it
Man, I'm running up the digits
Gotta get it
Gotta fucking get it
Never satisfied, always want more
Not greedy, but I know that my time's short
So I gotta make the most while I'm on course
Shawty tell me encore with her ugh sore
Short dude had to step up
All I gotta say I got my reps up
Leave 'em all red tell 'em ketchup
And I hit your mans from the neck up
Next car that I drive, I need an option for tints
Brothers on the side, I got an option to pitch
Shoutout my ex, I'm getting more, feeling married like Chris
Had to flex, came out the store, and I'm all covered in drip
Stole your bitch like the grinch
And that bitch she a vent
Cause she blow like the wind
Man, I know she a trick
Call that bitch a banana, the way I hit it then split (Uh)
Looking at my hundreds and shit
Eyes
I reverse the card, Uno
Who know the bitches?
Skip over 'em, get the picture
As they don't fit the description, switch 'em out
And then plus two more
We got the wild card baby, look at the scoreboard
Uno
You know this bitch don't like me anymore
Plus four, and then I exit out your front door
Bye lil whore
Bye lil whore
