[Intro]

Are you there? Are you there?

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Okay (Okay), okay (Okay), okay, alright

Okay (Okay), okay (Okay), okay, let's go

Okay (Okay), okay (Okay), okay, let's go (Yeah)

[Chorus]

You wanna be me so damn bad, but you still don't know that I'm fly as hell

Off these X like every day, and I'm posted up in that YSL

I'm going up and you still falling off, and you say you wan' quit, boy, you might as well

Flex on my opps and I can't say a word, 'cause you know, lil' bro, that I still can't tell

You say you wanna go to war so bad, so let me just bring the artillery

Why do you talk? Bro, it's killing me

Back at the function, I know that they're feeling me

I can't get bored of this shit and I'm stackin' up bands and bands, and you know it's thrilling me

I still remember the days I was feelin' like no one

Like, bro, is you shittin' me?

[Verse]

Don't make me call up my bro

'Cause if he gon' hop in the function, this shit gon' get crazy

No, I don't know her at all

So why is she callin' my phone and just callin' me baby?

He said he want a free feat'

I'm tellin' him, "No," and I ain't sayin' maybe

He said that he wanted smoke

But when it gon' come down right to it, then he gettin' shaky

Every day that you drop is just another Father's Day to me

I got Mihara my shoes, all of your clothes and shit just make-believe

All of yo' drip in your head

Watchin' my pockets, I swear you the feds

Say you up next, but I talked to your bros

And I promise to God that that ain't what they said

Hop in a jet, bitch, I'm on go

Yeah, I got stacks

But I want more

No, I do not

Wear no Ramones

I played a show

They was like, "Woah"

No, she don't hit you no more

I'm in DC, I stay with a coat

This ain't shit, I'ma dig through the snow

Why you always just stealin' my flows? Like, get your own

Stop watchin' me just like a drone

No, bitch, I don't like ya tone

You stealin' my swag like a loan

I'm just bein' me, you know

Got more points than a free throw

I'm a VIP, bro

Got all the drip just for free, no, oh

[Chorus]

You wanna be me so damn bad, but you still don't know that I'm fly as hell

Off these X like every day, and I'm posted up in that YSL

I'm going up and you still falling off, and you say you wan' quit, boy, you might as well

Flex on my opps and I can't say a word, 'cause you know, lil' bro, that I still can't tell

You say you wanna go to war so bad, so let me just bring the artillery

Why do you talk? Bro, it's killing me

Back at the function, I know that they're feeling me

I can't get bored of this shit and I'm stackin' up bands and bands, and you know it's thrilling me

I still remember the days I was feelin' like no one

Like, bro, is you shittin' me?