[Verse 1]

She ate my dick like it is a vegetable

She doin’ splits cause that bitch is flexible

I am the greatest, that shit is non-testable

We are up next that shit is real sensible

Ima make millions but fuck a damn principal

I am on top I feel so invincible

That ass so fat that shit is so pinch-able

Just gave a few shots so I’m feeling clinical

I am the stupid so bitch I’m not bench-able

Why are you scared? Yes you are tense-able

I’m a young nigga, but I got hella hoes

Your shit is cheap, you got that for hella low

I’m in the mansion, chilling with all the woеs

Me and big Grant we fucking on sevеral hoes

[Verse 2]

I do not care ‘bout your feeling

Quit lying, and saying, I said that I did it

You just don’t wanna admit it

Because I’m right finally winning

You just mad I got diamonds that glisten

Tellin’ you, but you ain’t want to listen

Cry in your room because I’m missing

Trying to explain you didn’t get it

Heart of Hasidic

Give me a shot I will miss it

Strapped up like a Fitbit

Why is they runnin’? Making money why are you making assumptions?

Poppin’ his face off like a pumpkin

He keep a chopstick no dumpling

Hey señorita, she hit me up want to kick it like FIFA

I get the bag fast like a cheetah

I keep the heat just like fajita

Diamonds they bite, T-Rex

I just came for the check (yeah)

I think it’s sad, you only known as my ex (no, ugh)

They don’t want to hit you up

Yeah you get no one to text

Mad at me cause I’m the best

Like a muscle I’m a flex

She wanna give me that neck

No need for a vest (ugh)

Because we pop at your head (ugh)

Yeah I’m really bout my bread (ugh)

Ice on my body, no sled (ugh)

Heard you talking to the fed (ugh)

I had to count up the des (ugh)

Kappa jogger on my legs (ugh)

[Outro]

Kappa jogger on my legs (ayy)

Kappa hoodie on my head (ayy)

Runnin’ fast to the bread (ayy)

Shoot your arm shoot your leg (ayy)

Foreign bitch in my bed (ayy)

Yeah you heard what I said (ayy)

Money old like it’s Fred (ayy)

In my pockets they are dead (ayy)