I rock Balmains

I'm MVP of the game, LeBron James

I went and iced off vampire girls on my teeth, now I got fangs

My shooter tame, he got good aim, he be up late night in the rain

They say I changed, but I ain't changed, I went got money with my gang

I went to ice up on my wrist like Johnny Dang

It's not my bitch if you don't see her in my tank

I want the money, tell the label take the fame

This wockhardt fuckin up my tummy, [?] I'm in pain

I'm with my brothers with my motherfuckin' gang

If you turn into a problem, we gon' shoot some, we gon' bang

She don't really want no drama, she just wanna be my main

I'm on the highway, too fast, wе not switching lanes

Give a fuck about you, I'm just trying to get paid

Givе a fuck about you bitch, she tryna get slayed

Texting me, talking about let me come over when it gets late

I text her phone back like “your best friend over, you gotta wait”

Because I've been busy counting all this pape

I know we ain’t get to link today, but it was fake

Finna go shopping up in Rick today, when it gets late

And I ain't worried about no pic today, i'm with my bitch

So, I'm not taking my phone

Now my ex hitting me, alright now girl, please leave me alone

Let your bitch come over to my place, she leave in cologne

And she's playing right in your face, cause she getting blown