[Intro]

-with bro from the jump, I ain't fuck with bro

I never fucked with bruh(-I took another perc)

I done gave the devil backshots, so I can make it work

I'm still in the back, posted up, pouring up my hurt

I'm tryna get so fucking rich, that I can buy the Earth

These boys broker-

-up, what up boy?

Them pills beat my ass, boy, I'm higher than a bitch, but sike-

Fake ass demons, internet posers

I ain't going to that function, shit full of bozos

I don't like that I'm a rapper, I don't like to promo

I don't like half of the hoes that ask me for a photo

Y'all niggas could come kill me, y'all niggas could come do whatever y'all want, fuck all y'all niggas (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

We stay high on a daily basis (Yeah, so much)

Think about it, money, we stay high, and of course the girls love us (Yeah, bleeding out, yeah, yeah)

[Chorus]

Bitch, I'm happy with this cup, I don't need you hoe

It's so much drop inside this bitch, this slut is bleeding out

It's so much switches in this car, and you wouldn't even know it

These rappers lying like some bitches, trying to get some clout

No, you don't post up on them beans, and you don't overdose

They said that, ever since I hit the scene, it's been a drought

We done shut they trap down, tell them we the owners

2025, we was fighting like some soldiers

These boys is fake ass demons, internet posers

I ain't going to that function, shit full of bozos

I don't like that I'm a rapper, I don't like to promo

I don't like half of the hoes that ask me for a photo

[Verse]

I got so much bands, one night stand fell in love with me

We got too much slugs, not enough, they can't fuck with me

I know that you wish that I was gone, but you stuck with me

Yeah, I heard that there's dollars on my head, tell them come get me

Baby telling me to slow down, I took another perc

I done gave the devil backshots, so I can make it work

I'm still in the back, posted up, pouring up my hurt

I'm tryna get so fucking rich, that I can buy the Earth

These boys broker than a joke, sitting on the curb

This bitch got game, she trying to eat, but she gon' eat me first

This shit ain't never finished, 'till I see 'em in a hearse

Fuck the world, ain't no respect, and I ain't trading words

[Chorus]

Bitch, I'm happy with this cup, I don't need you hoe

It's so much drop inside this bitch, this slut is bleeding out

It's so much switches in this car, and you wouldn't even know it

These rappers lying like some bitches, trying to get some clout

No, you don't post up on them beans, and you don't overdose

They said that, ever since I hit the scene, it's been a drought

We done shut they trap down, tell them we the owners

2025, we was fighting like some soldiers

These boys is fake ass demons, internet posers

I ain't going to that function, shit full of bozos

I don't like that I'm a rapper, I don't like to promo

I don't like half of the hoes that ask me for a photo

[Outro]

Seriously, I'm just saying, like, you being with us? (Yeah, yeah)

Nobody would fuck with you (Yeah)

Even if it had to come down to us fighting, you got a crew (Yeah, yeah)

And nobody fucks with the crew, you know what I'm saying? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Oh, of course, we make money (Yeah, yeah)