[Intro: Ranks] ! Him deh yah S, and a H, and a A, double B, and a A, Always the MOB Do the job, fly the Lawd ah mercy,
[Verse 1: Shabba Say my name a likkle Holla out mi name mek I rip up the yah Say it 3 if a me unu proud of ! SHABBA ! SHABBA ! Oh man, say it a louder out mi name mek I rip up the crowd yah Say it 3 if a me unu prouf of SHABBA ! SHABBA ! ! Hey, holla out mi name, to mi name out mi name, bawl out mi name Nah stop until it reach of fame Say yuh body waan Shabba know de People, holla out mi name, shout to mi Call out mi name, out mi name Nah until it reach hall of fame mi sweat, mi sweat flame Ah me dem in need of, crowd pleaser Turn non-believer, believer Come crowd a people di procedure Mi no but "follow the leader" Head ago jump off a fool dem Chop off dem head with mi Jamaica right back to Geneva Shabba Ranking ah true crowd
A$AP Ferg] Sha-Shabba Ranks, Ranks Eight gold rings like I'm Sha-Shabba gold chains like I'm Sha-Shabba Ranks One tooth like I'm Sha-Shabba Ranks Ranks, Sha-Sha-Shabba Ranks Eight gold like I'm Sha-Shabba Ranks Two bad bitches like I'm Ranks One gold like I'm
2: A$AP Ferg] Who stocky nigga with the grills? (Trap you're so trill) I could get a new Bugatti but a nigga chill Rather sit up on the and stack it 'till I get a mill What about them old bitches that wouldn't me feel? Now they want a gushy cause a nigga got a deal double up and strap and hit a booty in brazil (I hit the gun when shit get so real) Two bad in my vehicle Yellow hood like Pikachu Hit it from the got me screaming like Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah Yeezus do Bringing rappers from the dead Jesus do call them bone thugs cause they eating dude I rhyme and flipmode, speak the flu Nigga Ya Ya Ya eat ya Butter pecan, Rican, be freakin' and peekin' A hood get good throat, I'm skeetin' the sheets She feelin' my team, I asked her if she The Weeknd Cause a like she ?? "Hey wah yuh singing ? Imma get the bread while I'm I'm the rookie of the year and you better it I be barkin' at you like a [?] collision a pedigree [?]
[Verse 3: Me plug got a quick trip Young had to make that money backflip I'm choppin' accuracy Gold on my like Master P Lil' mama, she drunk off a
Shabba my pinky finger, please You mad you workin' at Mickey D's
Yo nigga, I'm flexin' Hercules
You can take her to the movie and go watch a A$AP Ferg, me a pelican Lean, lean, lean, that's my Quavo, old money, Genesis
Takeoff got ten rings, bling, bling, bling For take my rings, gun go bang out on the jeweler, ching! Got 'em like Martin Luther King, I had a dream! Actavis, I only sip [?] extended my clip If I see the police, my chips and I dip [?] my fingers, we fillin' arenas I up the Hannah Montana ?? I feel like that Keyshia Ka'oir, that double AK-47's, they aim at lip [?] Givenchy, shit is ridiculous!
4: Busta Rhymes] Look, nigga, get it straight, you never fuck with my clique, boy Aww shit, quick, hit you with the kick jaw Bone break, you can see the way the clock tick, tock, all these niggas stop, bitch boy Bust' Rhymes back up in the cockpit, spit toxic, givin' niggas hot shit, boy Niggas see me shinin' 'til he's Any bitch really want dick, boy So much jewelry, nigga priceless out here A lot of rappin' niggas lookin' lifeless out Kill 'em 'til they say a triflin' out here And you can let 'em talk, you who the nicest out here Vroom, vroom, vroom! Bite dust Better get when yu heard de shot buss, pussy Every time I here, know I body niggas fully with it while I murder little rookie And I'm bigger than your shorty though her pussy bushy Fuckin' on the low, logo on the hoodie Airhorn blow, my nigga, bwam bwam Let it go, you already what's really goodie Killin' shit like I'm some kind of Bag bitch, now she my private dancer I don't why niggas feel like they have to ask who the god is When you know the answer Chokehold shit they be callin' me strangler Hundred million dollars, behind the plasma Proper it, 'til he spread the propaganda And when I TEC talk, can we pop man up On my Ranks On my Sha-Shabba Nigga, so much money It's like I just robbed a bank,
[Hook: Ferg]