[Verse 1]
I woke up on a jet headed to the desert sands
Where these n*ggas drive ‘Rari’s, own oil, and hella land
Yeah I’m the man, yeah I’m the man
Riding in a police Aventador I feel like the man
Got a $100,000 here and you’re considered poor
Ice cold diamonds on, touch my lips, I’ll get a cold core
In my fresh ass thwab hotter than a damn furnace
And I’m watching Lewis Hamilton in the Yas Marina Circuit
[Verse 2]
Ain’t no gang banging, only money slangin'
Taking trips ‘cause gas is only a dollar a gallon
Just bought me a donkey and I bought me a stallion
Doing the medieval saltarello and they call me Italian Stallion
Arab money greater than US money
f*ck love I can buy me a honey
I make it rain everyday, forget about it being sunny
Flossing on my haters from Monday to Sunday
[Verse 3]
I bought every kind of ‘Rari, and every kind of Audi
Your outfit’s looking gaudy and my linen from Saudi
My shy girl’s a little naughty and her pus*y is getting disembodied
Eating Rich Arab Flakes but my goat’s milk is soggy
All around the region banging all the baddest b*tches
Taking pictures with their leaders and millionaires like Regis
Driving Zondas and buying condos and penthouses
Yeah I know I’m dreaming, but imma live like this