[Intro]

Uh-huh, kyuh

MAT

Wait, I like that

MAT

Uh huh

Y'all ready?

Aight, listen

[Verse]

Here I go, MAT, came straight from the city

Face mad pretty, attitude, high saditty

Real bad boy, you would think I'm signed to Diddy

I don't carry weight, but my bag stays heavy

Hot boy, known to make them sweat like gym class

Might need freezer for my watch and my necklace

Big boy, have to see the print through them gray sweats

If not, daddy ain't no puff just pass pass

He said “What you do with all that?”

Told him he won't know unless he’s talking big racks

Told me I'm a one of one, yeah that's big facts

Once I'm in the game, all you bitches on sat

I keep my foot on their necks, got a pendant on mine

I'm a ten on ten and they're far from a nine

When it ain't the money tryna hit my line, I decline

Anywhere we're at, you know the guys got on their nines

Try to fuck with me? They'll off your top just like my coupes

You can't afford what I got so you have to get dupes

Hate wasn't working, so you started showing love

But fuck all that fake shit, mami I'm above

I'm drama-free, care-free and stress-free

Never mind a date, take me on a shopping spree

Pull out your CC, swipe it for the double-C's

And fly me out the country, PJ, overseas

Oh, I meant fly us out, know what I'm talking 'bout

Me and the crew, always coming through, no doubt

If I eat, then the team eats too

We gon' step out in the summer, show them how we do

It be hard not to stare, we're the center of attention

My girls come in pairs, call it bad bitch convention

In or out the club, still nowhere near our section

Bottles full of bub', somewhere sent in our direction

Anyway, no more time to play

Been over since '07, get out my way

Yeah, this our new joint, keep it on replay

Spend a week on a island, catch a tan and lay

But as soon as I'm back, baby I'm just talking business

The way I flex on bitches makes them think I'm into fitness

7-8 figures or I won't sign no deal

I got bars, flows, looks plus the sex appeal

Damn I be so surreal

Who do it like this for real?

Spoil my mom like a brat soon as I touch my first mill, uh

Then it's another one, and another one

Barely made it but it feels like I already won

All those things I did, the kid ain't even 21

You on a light jog, I'm here for the long run

Tracksuit, Sean John

Tequila, DeLeón

Throw a huge party, bring the boys to the yard

Tryna feel on my body, won't make it pass the guard

Stand a couple feet away, at least you still see the view

Haven't heard nothing yet, this is just a preview

Ain't no bitches on my hit list, but I bodied a few, what