Released on May 2, 2025

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[Intro]

Comin' in this motherfucker just

Talkin' my shit, doin' whatever, you know

You know I'm one of them, you know I'm one of them

But they don't wanna say I'm one of them, so

Yeah (Hot)


[Chorus]

Put a hundred dollars on pump four

I'm finna ride in a Maybach

In the city, so I gotta stay strapped

I got niggas shootin' at your wave cap

Back home, them niggas be sayin', "Me and DDG go way back" (Hm)

You know if you ever waved at me, then I wouldn't wave back

Why do these keep tryna get into the music? Can I have my fuckin' wave back?

I fuckin' hate that, they hatin' on me because I adapt (Yeah)

To any given situation (Okay), please do not fuck with my patience

I get claustrophobic, the mansion is spacious

I only wear black, but a nigga not racist


[Verse 1]

Bad bitch with some white toes

I was back in college fuckin' white hoes

We ain't takin' pleas, bitch, we fight those

Got blonde hair like albinos

Rockin' Balenci', point it out like I'm buyin' those

Ain't payin' attention, they hatin' in a different timezone

I'm out in Paris, like nine hours, I'm ahead of you

Got a French bitch tryna suck dick, she eat me up like an edible

I get mad when it's competition, so if you against me, my nigga, you better lose

If you start beefin', I'm purposely hittin' your hoes, but she is not tellin' you


[Interlude]

Yeah (Yeah)

Yeah (Yeah, yeah)

Yeah (Yeah, yeah)

Yeah (Yeah)


[Verse 2]

I gotta switch up the flow, I know rappers be bored when they use the same flow (Yeah)

Why is you cuffin' that broad? She good with the jaw, I seen her on Bang Bros (Yeah)

I'm switchin' it up, I'm like Ben 10, bitch, I'm a Libra, I'm 10/10

I be by myself, I don't need friends, you lil' niggas won't blend in (Hm)

You say you know where all the opps at, spin then (Spin)

I know if I don't make a billion, my kid did

Family tree, they gon' get to the money, you know we ain't worried 'bout nothin' at all

Red carpet, I'm puttin' it on, you niggas borin', y'all makin' me yawn (Shh)

I'm makin' a song, better be grateful I'm puttin' you on (Shh)

I'm tryna stay calm, you keep on yappin', might wake up my son

They know I'm hot as a sauna, sometimes I gotta remind 'em (Ooh)

Fuckin' your ho in designer (Yeah), she losin' her marbles, mancala (Damn)

Show me the new season and I promise I got it (Let's go)

I put it on every day, it's like the Met Gala


[Chorus]

Put a hundred dollars on pump four

I'm finna ride in a Maybach

In the city, so I gotta stay strapped

I got niggas shootin' at your wave cap

Back home, them niggas be sayin', "Me and DDG go way back"

You know if you ever waved at me, then I wouldn't wave back

Why do these keep tryna get into the music? Can I have my fuckin' wave back?

I fuckin' hate that, they hatin' on me because I adapt

To any given situation, please do not fuck with my patience

I get claustrophobic, the mansion is spacious

I only wear black, but a nigga not racist