[Intro: Shabba ! Him deh yah S, and a H, and a A, B, and a A, R-A-N-K-S the best MOB Do the job, fly the ah mercy, people
[Verse 1: Shabba Say my name a louder Holla out mi name mek I rip up the yah Say it 3 times if a me unu of SHABBA ! ! SHABBA ! Oh man, say it a likkle Holla out mi mek I rip up the crowd yah Say it 3 if a me unu prouf of SHABBA ! SHABBA ! ! Hey, holla out mi name, jump to mi Call out mi name, bawl out mi Nah until it reach hall of fame Say yuh body waan know de same People, out mi name, shout to mi name out mi name, bawl out mi name Nah stop until it hall of fame Anytime mi sweat, mi flame Ah me dem in of, true crowd pleaser Turn non-believer, inna Come crowd a people follow di Mi no but "follow the leader" Head ago jump off a dem shoulder Chop off dem head with mi Jamaica right back to Geneva Shabba Ranking ah true crowd
A$AP Ferg] Sha-Shabba Ranks, Sha-Sha-Shabba Eight gold rings I'm Sha-Shabba Ranks Four chains like I'm Sha-Shabba Ranks One gold like I'm Sha-Shabba Ranks Sha-Shabba Ranks, Ranks Eight gold rings like I'm Sha-Shabba Two bad bitches like I'm Ranks One tooth like I'm
2: A$AP Ferg] Who that stocky nigga with the (Trap Lord so trill) I get a new Bugatti but a nigga rather chill Rather sit up on the block and stack it 'till I get a What about them old that wouldn't give 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 with the gun shit get so real) Two bad in my vehicle Yellow hood rats Pikachu Hit it from the back got me like Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah Yeezus do Bringing rappers the dead like Jesus do Can't call them bone thugs cause they dude I busta rhyme and flipmode, the flu Nigga Ya Ya Ya eat ya Butter pecan, Puerto Rican, be and peekin' A hood pope get good throat, I'm the sheets She feelin' my team, I asked her if she The Weeknd Cause a nigga she ?? "Hey wah yuh singing ? Imma get the bread I'm breathin' I'm the rookie of the year and you better it I be like at you like a [?] collision a pedigree [?]
[Verse 3: Me plug got a quick trip nigga had to make that money backflip I'm choppin' accuracy Gold on my toilet Master P Lil' mama, she drunk off a
Shabba Ranks my pinky finger, You mad cause you at Mickey D's
Yo nigga, I'm flexin' like
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 tryna take my rings, gun go out on the jeweler, ching! Got 'em feelin' like Luther King, I had a dream! Actavis, I only sip [?] might my clip If I see the police, grab my and I dip [?] my fingers, we arenas I flip up the Hannah Montana ?? I feel that Keyshia Ka'oir, that double AK-47's, they aim at your lip [?] Givenchy, shit is ridiculous!
[Verse 4: Rhymes] Look, nigga, get it straight, you could never with my clique, boy Aww shit, quick, hit you with the drop jaw Bone break, you can see the way the tick, tock, tick 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 6-6-6 Any really want Islam dick, boy So much jewelry, nigga lookin' priceless out A lot of rappin' niggas lifeless out here Kill 'em 'til say a nigga triflin' out here And you can let 'em talk, you know who the out here Vroom, vroom, vroom! Bite pussy Better get when yu heard de shot buss, pussy Every time I here, know I body niggas fully Godfather with it while I little rookie And I'm bigger than your shorty though her kinda bushy Fuckin' on the low, logo on the hoodie blow, my nigga, bwam bwam bwam Let it go, you already know what's really shit like I'm some kind of cancer Bag bitch, now she my private dancer I understand why niggas feel like they have to ask who the god is When you know the answer Chokehold shit 'til they be callin' me 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 robbed a bank, nigga
[Hook: Ferg]