[Intro]

Perxs, I love you

[Chorus]

Pick up the phone, don't know the number, who this?

I got to a Saks, can't go there with Chris

Getting him mad, I'm getting him pissed

Diamonds start blinging, she liking my wrist

Pass me the strap, you get an assist

Like it's the green, get put on the list

Don't need guns, I'm good with my fists

[Verse 1]

Ride around town with the top down

Run on my shit, lil nigga, get shot down

She wanna fuck 'cause I'm up now

Getting this money they looking like "Oh wow"

Not getting married, ain't no vow

I'm got 'em dancing not talking 'bout Lūʻau

Christian Dior my shoe now

Wanna be tough, we shooting at you now

I be antisocial, never catch me local

Four hundred thousand total

And I got more cons than Kotal

Fake ass niggas change like oval

I can't wait 'til I go global

Blow up, now, she feeling woeful

I think, "Oh we can't be [?]"

[Bridge]

Don't drink lean, don't pour up a four

Don't know you, never seen you before

This is a setup, I already know

Got the green light, we ready to go

Talk to you later 'cause I got a show

Flexing that money, we kick in yo door

You know where it's at, bro, stop acting slow

They gon' be mad when they see how I glow

Don't drink lean, don't pour up a four

Don't know you, never seen you before

This is a setup, I already know

Got the green light, we ready to go

Talk to you later cause I got a show

Flexing that money, we kick in yo door

You know where it's at, bro, stop acting slow

They gon' be mad when they see how I glow

[Chorus]

Pick up the phone, don't know the number, who this?

I got to a Saks, can't go there with Chris

Getting them mad, I'm getting him pissed

Diamonds start blinging, she liking my wrist

Pass me the strap, you get an assist

Like it's the green, get put on the list

Don't need guns I'm good with my fists

[Verse 2]

You too loud, goddamn, be quiet

You not my main, put you to the side

Bro, when you call, I'm ready to slide

Too much ego, whole lotta pride

Just put 30 inside of my .9

Please stop rapping, you can't even rap

Just like a strap, I keep me a dime

It's not your turn, keep waiting in line

[Chorus]

Pick up the phone, don't know the number, who this?

I got to a Saks, can't go there with Chris

Getting him mad, I'm getting him pissed

Diamonds start blinging, she liking my wrist

Pass me the strap, you get an assist

Like it's the green, get put on the list

Don't need guns, I'm good with my fists