[Intro]

(Kellbender, hehehe)

[Verse 1]

Can someone tell that bitch take her shoes off at the door?

When she walk all on my marble floor, I stunt like I'm supposed to

Black dreads hangin' off my niggas, shouts to Noah

Walk inside my crib, see dough so thick she can't even fold

Tell me why your bitch keep patrollin' like she 5-0

Say that she my bitch, but that bitch ain't even side, ho'

She gon' keep on workin' it for Fargo 'til her thighs broke

I can't throw no Benjis if I ever see my side broke

Talk about your money, that's that shit that I don't gotta

Would talk about your bitch, but tell the truth, man, I forgot her

I'm smokin' on some potent shit that's loud as a whole choir

And I don't say; "Shut up" no more, I just tell a ho'; "Quiet"

They know why, shit, 'cause-

I been with the killers talkin' dealers smoke

Niggas speakin' to you but ain't really talkin'

Sittin' in the trap, eatin' cup of noodles

Higher than a nigga, Andy Milonakis

Niggas used to get it by the 8-ball

Now they tryna get it by the boatload

Condo sittin' out SoHo

Smokin' on high grade, sippin' on slow-mo, nigga, what's up?

[Outro]

And you always said I'd be the one

Said I'd be the one

Spendin' all my twenty-four to get it

Yeah, that's the mission

(Yeah, that's the mission)

(Yeah, that's the-)