Uh, forty-one, but I got forty-one goons (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
Bustdown, the chain got forty-one stones (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
Just checked the DM, forty-one hoes (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
Just hit her with the ♥♥♥♥, she thought forty-one old (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
"Blizzi Boi, how you get forty years old?" (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
Big racks on me, think the boy forty years old (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
Just left the mall with forty-one bags (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
Run back in, get forty-one more (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
Yeah, racks on my pants, got forty-one bands (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
Still thumbin' through the money like forty-one hands (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
Real Florida boy, Off-White in the sand (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
Got chains on my neck, sound like forty-one cans (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
Real estate ♥♥♥♥♥, bought forty-one homes (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
♥♥♥♥♥ tryna stick around, told shorty, "Go home" (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
Just got a check, need forty-one more (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
Just hit the plug up, need forty-one O's (Oh-oh, oh-oh)