[Intro]

(Yo on my momma that s**t hard Dizzy)

What

[Verse]

Who is it, too many digits

Mud in the Benz, I'm making a killing

I Uber to south for something to fidget

Stuck in a transit van in Woolwich

If you wanna setup a company, run it, then that’s your business

Stop moving timid

I'm really in it

Top shelf spirit, thinking me and the money, I ship it

(Ayy)

Too many things on the shelf do not sell in the store, is it ringing a bell?

Eyes wide shut in a drag race, flipped to the floor and I'm giving them hell

This one fits me nice, is it overpriced? Well I can’t really tell

In a Topman fit with a V-neck on, and I really feel like myself

If you wanna know what I'm on, then look at my wrist and check on the time

In a three-star Michеlin [playin'?] no food, and I won't even check on thе price

If I went and put you in Nobu, the only thing you can get is the rice

I don't split no bill, I just tap it, I won't realize if I've paid it twice

I'm in cargo shorts and I don’t have a clue if her car’s insured, damn

I'm on storage wars and all I’ve got was an ironing board, damn

I'm on a whimsy one, in a random club with my eyes wide shut, damn

I've got a gorgeous touch and the windows down, no Big Time Rush, damn