[Chorus]

Yo' bitch, she got on my letterman

Bitch I ain't comin' in

I could go on if you want

Why you so generous?

Rapping so effortless

If this was battle, I just fuckin' won

Yeah, I'm on adrenaline, ain't no comparison

There ain't no other me, I'm the one

Lil' bitch, you want handouts

You bum, I got fans now

Yeah, I'm on a killin' spree, on the run

[Verse]

Lil' bitch, I been livin' it up

Been makin' some hits

And I'm finally makin' this guap

Bitch I've been chasing these chips

Don't need me a chick

All these fuckers want smoke they want pop

I'm finally getting the bag

Yeah, fuck a tag

And I'm getting my momma whatever she wants

Maybe Chanel, YSL, or some Louis Vuitton

You fuckers lose and I won

Turnin' 19 today

Nothing was evеr the same

Got me feeling no ways

I'm gеtting there day to day

All of these chips that I'm tryna chase

Yeah, I'm just tryna stay in my lane

Makin' these hits so I'm makin some bank

What do you want?

You got something to say?

Don't fuck with no hoe

'Cause these bitches be fake

[Chorus]

Yo' bitch, she got on my letterman

Bitch I ain't comin' in

I could go on if you want

Why you so generous

Rapping so effortless

If this was battle I just fuckin' won

Yeah, I'm on adrenaline, ain't no comparison

There ain't no other me, I'm the one

Lil' bitch you want handouts

You bum, I got fans now

Yeah, I'm on a killin' spree, on the run

Yo' bitch, she got on my letterman

Bitch I ain't comin' in

I could go on if you want

Why you so generous

Rapping so effortless

If this was battle I just fuckin' won

Yeah, I'm on adrenaline, ain't no comparison

There ain't no other me, I'm the one

Lil' bitch you want handouts

You bum, I got fans now

Yeah, I'm on a killin' spree, on the run