[Intro: Rich The Kid]

Act' way, money way

Only way, you know what I'm sayin'?

Rich Forever way

Gang shit, you know what I'm sayin'?

[Verse 1: Cdot Honcho]

Ayy, I'm in camo but this Valentino, ayy

I be winnin' but I got a cheat code

Put that heat on yo ass, jalapeño

Fonem gon' cover me like gazebo

Look like I hit a casino

Up in a Suite with these hoes from Toronto

They really from Puerto Rico, ayy

Thinkin' it's sweet, foenem brought in an auto

That bitch gon' clean up a street though, (Bitch)

All up in Neiman's, I cop it, I'm leavin'

I left out that bitch with like three rolls

I got a bitch and yo' bitch I just borrowed

I told her keep that on the D low

Plus her OG be getting that drank and I guess I ain't shit but a free load (Haha)

Let that hundred round go for a minute

I really ain't thinkin; bout reloading

Fonem might pop up and be in yo' kitchen

They only be thinkin bout unloadin'

Smokin on gas, I ain't passin my wood

'Cause that's how that bitch get to unrollin'

Nigga, you better not slide in this hood

I'm sorry how shit get to unfoldin'

I let like twenty five hop out that AR

Hop in that coop and then I'm rollin'

I got three bitches but we do not lay up

I hit them hoes and then I'm rollin'

Kidnap yo' bitch, boy yo' ass better pay up

Twenty four hours or she goin'

Thinkin' it's funny, we not joking

Bring out that money or we smokin'

Pour up that Wok and then I'm floatin, (Drank)

Gimme the rock, bitch, I'm wide open

Bitch try to act like she bougie, she saw me with guap

In a minute, she wide open

My auntie told me that them niggas be hatin'

I told her don't worry 'cause I'm knowin'

And Roc always with me, don't do no debatin'

If anything funny go, he blowin'

I got that 'Rari parked up by the terminal

Pull up, you making the article

Fonem got shit that the Navy and Army do

Turning yo' shit to a particle, ayy

Yeah, I be runnin' to racks

I don't got a bat, but ball like Carter do (I ball like Carter do)

I got yo bitch in the back

With rockets around I feel like Harden do, ayy (Haha)

[Interlude: Rich The Kid]

Yeah, man

Pour that shit up, man, y'all cappin' ass niggas, man

Y'all broke, rappin'-ass niggas, man

Lame ass niggas, man

[Verse 2: Rich The Kid]

Fuckin' that lil' bitch, met her on Melrose

Hop out and ride in Camaro

I cannot kick it with none of these rappers 'cause most of these niggas be homos

She suck my dick and kicked out the back door; I used to trap at the bando

Broke niggas ain't gettin' no combo; look at my wrist, it's a condo

For that lil' cuban, I'm tuckin a kilo', look like I hit a casino

Send me them birds, I need 'em pronto

I met the plug, Alonzo, huh, what

Might take yo' chain like Deebo

Back in the trap like Nino

Winner in the game, got a cheat code

I walk up with too many C notes

Forever my charm, ice on my arm

Your babymom, she wide open

I make her cum, she goin' dumb

I got them hunnids, they right on me

I'm in the drank too sleepy

Pussy too wet, got her leakin'

She a real eater

Robbin' dead people

[Verse 3: Cdot Honco]

Ever since all them labels on me, all the bitches and haters on me

You can jump at yo' risk, just know it ain't shit

To put all them lasers on heat

I just got me a eight, my bitch say she hate when I put all that drank up in me

I be higher than a bitch, if you tryna get dick

You'a forever be waitin' on me, ayy

My hoodie box logo Supreme

Up in my trunk got a carbon fifteen

I just put a kit in my truck

So when I stop, I'm smokin' the scene

My bitch gon' get what she want

We DT, just left the Celine

A nigga could try if he want

Really ain't gon' see shit but a beam

[Outro: Cdot Honcho]

Bitch

C-D-O-T, man