[Intro]

(Wake up, F1LTHY)

[Verse]

Ain't no brands on my clothes, this not H&M

Too much, yeah, I can go band for band with the ATM

Send her a late DM, now she want to text, huh

Now she want to sex, yeah

I'ma give her the X, huh

Put that bitch on her neck

I got her in a three-point stance

She ask me what brand my pants

Robin jeans, I rob your mans

Take your money, then I hit my dance

Loaded, woah, ho, I'm off the shits

Pop out, a fan want to take a pic

When you pop out, don't nobody notice

You'll never live like this

If you don't feel me, don't speak on it, shut up

He think he Lil Wayne 'cause he got him a milli', lil' nigga, bеt up

Stones on my neck, huh, I feel like Rosеtta

She gon' do what I let her

She gon' do what I tell her

She gon' do what I said, 'cause I'm the one havin' them racks and shit

It's a great chaos, but I'm havin' more, now it's a catastrophe

Upside-down cross on my neck, they think it's blasphemy

Hope you got insurance on your bitch, 'cause I hit her on accident

Holdin' a TEC, yeah, I'm boardin' the jet

Popped a G6 on a G6, said you gon' do what? Huh?

Too much, huh, move like Donald Trump

Pockets stick out like the mumps

Take your bitch to Sephora

You can be my Barbie, huh, if I adore ya

I'm havin' keys like Switch, ain't sharin' shit, huh, you can't get a switch

Pour out the seal, yeah, codeine, codeine, I can't feel shit

Huh, huh, huh, I came a long way, I came from the dirt

She came more than once, now I got it on my shirt

I'm havin' Franklins, not Kirk

I'm not a jock, bitch, or a jerk

I take a thot bitch and turn her up

In this bitch, just me and my cup

Don't measure shit, just pour that shit up

Got that blick, you know that it's up

No competition, these niggas suck

I'm sendin' shots, better duck

You better have a bulletproof truck

Say you a opp, nigga, link up

AR-15 sing Aretha, I slimed out my teacher

Greet ya' clutchin' on my blick, bitch, it's nice to meet you

You can keep the good girls, bring me the thots and eaters

You can't calculate this shit, lil' bitch, I'm off the meter, huh, huh, huh

You can't calculate this shit, 'cause I'm off the meter, yeah