[Hook]

You can't even see me, camo be all on my body but yea this shit’s off-white

I'm always working, I'm in the studio and I’m recording this all night

I just be speeding blowing smoke out the window praying I don't see cop lights

I can't stop flexing Imma keep on doing me all the way until I die

Popping off rounds quick

Imma' go and dodge a crown vic, (Skrrrrtt)

Im in ya town bitch

I be really speeding round quick, (And I'm speeding)

They steal my sound bitch

Leave em in the lost and found bin, (Just leave em)

Money I'm counting, (Yeah yeah yeah)

(Verse 1)

Whole lotta' money in the way

I'm on the road to getting paid

I’m on the way to get the cake

But she’s on me trynna' give the face

I ain’t got no room for mistakes

I'm just out here grinding every day

They ain't got nun' positive to say

Laughing on my way to the bank

I’m on my way, I'm gonna get it, I'm Just stickin' to the mission

She be all on me, she wanna lick it, just cuz I get to the chicken

They be so jealous, every single time they see me in public, I'm grinning

I'm in the booth, putting in work, you ain't never catch me slippin', (Yea) All this Heny what I'm sippin', (Yea)

Now it's fucking up my vision

Got all of these rappers bitchin'

All I really see is digits

Zip a pack and then I flip it

They gon' keep hating on me cuz I'm different

[Hook]

You can't even see me, camo be all on my body but yea this shit's off-white

I'm always working, I'm in the studio and I'm recording this all night

I just be speeding blowing smoke out the window praying I don't see cop lights

I can't stop flexing Imma keep on doing me all the way until I die

Popping off rounds quick

Imma' go and dodge a crown vic, (Skrrrrtt)

Im in ya town bitch

I be really speeding round quick, (And I'm speeding)

They steal my sound bitch

Leave em in the lost and found bin, (Just leave em)

Money I'm counting, (Yeah yeah yeah)

(Verse 2)

I don't need fake grills, Imma keep on letting my music speak, (nah)

Trynna get 8 mill, I ain't never really gon' retreat, (on god)

You can't even pay pills, yet you still trynna flex on me, (Pshh)

Yea I just stay trill and they keep my music on repeat

Way too faded, I'm walking through Neiman's and staring at all of these shoes

Just stick to myself, I be stacking my bread up, I ain't paying attention to you

I don't need a whole lot of friends I just stick to my circle, we do what we do

I ain't trynna kick it, I'm posted, just chopping up all of these beats in my room, (yea)

Drippin' like I just came out of the pool, (yea)

All of these blessings coming in soon, (yea)

Hop up in the whip and then I go zoom

Roll me a backwood with cookie, I spark that ship up and then fly to the moon

[Hook]

You can't even see me, camo be all on my body but yea this shit's off-white

I'm always working, I'm in the studio and I'm recording this all night

I just be speeding blowing smoke out the window praying I don't see cop lights

I can't stop flexing Imma keep on doing me all the way until I die

Popping off rounds quick

Imma' go and dodge a crown vic, (Skrrrrtt)

Im in ya town bitch

I be really speeding round quick, (And I'm speeding)

They steal my sound bitch

Leave em in the lost and found bin, (Just leave em)

Money I'm counting, (Yeah yeah yeah)