[Intro]

(CashMoneyAP)

Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]

Tomorrow I might go buy an AP watch

I feel it's my time (Yeah, yeah), yeah

All the way in LA, chillin' with the vibes (Yeah)

I'm still clutchin' my nine, yeah

Spendin' paper 'til that money get dizzy, yeah

They know I'm back, I'm screamin', "Ricky," yeah

Who would've thought this rap would make me rich? Yeah

When it don't feel real, you can't embrace this shit (At all)

[Verse 1]

Who the fuck lied and said I needed you?

I'm in Saint Laurent, lil' ho, and I got on Yeezy shoes (Yeah)

Backend Taliban, Saks Fifth with a light ten (Ten on me)

Lean in the pitcher, strikeout (Strike)

Lortab, Percs, Adderalls (Yeah)

Nigga, I ball, no child

No Ali, I'ma buy different rings (Yeah, yeah)

Get to the green, yes, sir, that's by any means

Tell 'em free Lil Joe, hope he see me on the TV screen

Buy my mama whatever she wanted

Thank God, I told Him He owe us

I still can't pick Slim up in the morning, yeah (No)

I ain't even gotta speak, wonder what I'ma buy today (Yeah)

It ain't real, I'ma brush him off, he just tryna ride the wave

He got on so much Gucci, he must've signed to Radric Davis

I ain't never met Renni Rucci, I just think she so amazing

[Chorus]

Tomorrow I might go buy an AP watch

I feel it's my time (Yeah, yeah), yeah

All the way in LA, chillin' with the vibes (Yeah)

I'm still clutchin' my nine, yeah

Spendin' paper 'til that money get dizzy, yeah

They know I'm back, I'm screamin', "Ricky," yeah

Who would've thought this rap would make me rich? Yeah

When it don't feel real, you can't embrace this shit (At all)