[Intro]

(J, this shit too crazy)

(Jxlan)

[Verse]

Off that one shit, I made thirty in three days

And I'm finna drop another one, that's three chains

Kev just text me, he said, "Bust down the Rollie"

He said, "You deserve that shit, bro, that's a trophy" (Earned it)

And I rolled up three grams, that's a stogey

I got more money than you so don't lil' bro me

'Cause honestly, I'm big bro

If I see the police behind me, I'ma get low

You work a shitty-ass nine-to-five just gettin' by

And I'm finna shoot up the block, it's a drive-by

I'm finna get some head from this bitch at the drive in

And I heard she got some fire pussy, I'm finna dive in

You made two thousand but it's divided by three niggas

This bitch just lied to me and told me she fucked three niggas

If you listen to my songs deep, that's free sauce

Tell me how you rich and you still wearin' Lacoste?

And wasted five bands on my bitch' diamond cross

I'm in the studio sippin' lean, where my Voss?

Shit, I need a water

My mans said he got white Runtz, I want a quarter

I'm finna sign a deal, then I'ma move to Florida

Nah, fuck that, I'm finna go to Atlanta, Georgia (Farther)

Shit, that's where the hoes at

My cousin still owe me, where the hell my pros at?

And he stole my jeans, can I get my clothes back?

Like, really? You gon' steal my pants?

It was just one pair of Amiri

And I just broke my phone, was arguin' with Siri

I wanna fuck my cousin baby mama, but he gon' try to kill me

A goddamn bill collect to call and tryna bill me

Like a goddamn bill collector

You need to go to jail, lil' boy, you a child molestor (What the fuck?)