The eigth and ninth and last but not least tenth fish got in the booth.

The eigth fish got up and walked into the booth and got behind the mic.

The beat played.

All my niggas got their mind on other things,

I'm just counting up the riches while your mind been on a ring

All wore the same thing

Doing one thing

Hop inside the 6 ring

Doing my thing

Been on My own things

What else could i say

Spent a half a K I ain't worried about shit

I could not miss

While I'm doing my shit

Sat up in the one k Lamborghini i8

Doing my shit

Saying my shit

Then she liked my bars

When I'm spitting that shit

Then I went and got a K I ain't leaving this shit

Then I'm steady like a intro I ain't winning this shit,

Then I copped a Maserati like a drake in this shit

And I'm moving my tempo like a flake in this bitch,

Then I went and got a body I ain't feeling this bitch

I go curry in the end zone I ain't missing this shit,

And I just shot out a triple for the win in this shit

Some girls that heard it laughed like they liked it. Number eight named John thought they were cheerleaders but they were some beginner girls from dance class and no one ever got around to telling him.