[Intro]

Yeah

Come on

Nigga, I'm the hardest youngin out, nigga

Back in that one bag

Hmm, hmm

[Verse]

Lately I've been in my head, "Am I gon' make it out?"

My cousin said I'm up next, but I'm gon' make it now

Detroit came a long way, how you gon' hate the town?

I'd do him like some flat pop and then shake him down

Middle school, the hoes sent me letters, I ain't write back

Hmm, I'll put the gun down and cock the right back

Hmm, nigga sent a shot at me, I sent him right back

She gave me head and then she wanted head, yeah, I be right back

Gotta hit my Cash App for a convеrsation

Better have your polе on you for them altercations

I'll send a nigga to the stars, now he a constellation

I need me a rich bitch like what's your occupation?

Gotta take an L to take a dub, so I'll gladly miss

If you ain't tryna shoot the ball, you need to pass your blick

I ain't never bought a bitch a bag, but I can bag a bitch

In the club with somethin' up my sleeve like a magic trick (Hmm)

Please don't ask me 'bout a label, bitch, I'm independent

Hmm, I don't fuck with FanDuel, I swear this shit be scripted

You gon' hear, "Yeah, that nigga hard" if my name get mentioned

She said she on her period, so I'ma end a sentence

For them commas, it's no question, you gettin' murked out

I looked up to Cash Kidd, I'm bringin' Mark out, hmm

If you ain't ready for to slide, you need to park now

I don't cheese, but when she ate my dick, I swear my heart smiled

I'm really from my hood, a real Mack baby

Hmm, that nigga ain't no thug, he just act crazy

Nigga said he harder than ManMan, he doin' crack, ain't it? Shh

Call me ManMan Westbrook 'cause I'm a stat chaser

You wanna fuck a bad bitch, you know it cost to date her

That nigga Bronny weak as fuck, I'm 'bout to call the Lakers

Mack Ave, I'm always in my hood like an alternator

I just fucked the shit out my bitch, go ask all her neighbors

Up in arms, ducked the whole clip 'til it's no juice in it

Catch dude and treat him like a coupe, we left his roof missing

I'm tryna fuck a short bitch, go give me two midgets

Old cougar gave me good head, I felt a tooth missin'

He got the whole hundred, but I left him as a fraction

I made him disappear off one snap, I know magic

He squared up and then got X'd out, this not Madden

The four-five'll turn a stiff nigga to a dancer

I'm the king of shit talkin', bitch, I'm diarrhea, huh

I'll kick a bitch out, sorry, I don't need ya, huh

Bitch, I been earned my stripes, I don't rock Adidas

I'll let this bitch boom, onomatopoeia, nigga