[Verse 1]

Issey Miyake (Yeah), I wear Issey Miyake

Issey Miyake (Yeah), I wear Issey Miyake

I don't even know, uh, I don't even know

Bitch, I don't even know you

I got hella money, ain't gon' hold you

Fuckin heavyweight up on my shoulder

Grip on me, I'm a soldier

All my demons come back when I'm sober

Sober, sober

Not my brotha, fuck em over

We done went pop, Coca-Cola

I met a bad bitch in October

I met a bad bih', wanna-, uh

I met a bad bih', wanna- (What?)

Yeah (Woo, woo), yeah (What?)

Yeah, yeah (What? What?)

Yeah, yeah (What? What?)

(Yeah, yeah)

(Ahh, aah)

[Verse 2]

Niggas, they try to belittle me

I had money since the little me

Told that bitch to stop it, fuck epiphany

My name C-H-E, literally

I'ma shit on the world, fuck a litterin'

And I dropped outta school, I'm illiterate

Niggas sticked up, like a celery

I don't drop for a month for the better me

These nigga think I fell off, told 'em, "Better me"

I'm in the trap, [?] ketamine

I'ma put shit on the line for my enemies

Yo bitch can't get off my jock, I'm a specimen

Spend 100 on a car, put a TEC in it

Put my dick up in her jaw, now she neckin' me

I came in first, you came in second

She want a purse, bitch, what the head get?

I was like 6 wit' a stick, fuck a Tekken

I'm in the A wit' my whip, got a ticket

Malachi sent the beat, and then I shitted

Juggle my bitch and text her, "Shit, I miss it"

I might invade her body, just like Missy

All the drank and molly make me pissy

I know some hollow niggas that get busy

O.G kush, can't fuck wit no stizzy

Fuck George Bush, he don't fuck with my city

I just run, shoot a nigga, then I griddy

I just make hella money, then I griddy

I just put dick her tummy, now she grinnin'

I know that Jesus love me, but I'm sinnin'

I know that Soser love me, that my synonym

I bought a crib wit ARP's and send at him, yeah, yeah

Got it jumpin' like a burpee

He want static, beef jerky

I got asthma, it don't hurt me

So I grab my wood and started burning

I don't give a fuck, I'm trappin' early

Gen 5's, get sturdy

Big 9, get sturdy

I won't let niggas make it to thirty

Yeah

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah