[Verse]

I just got another coupe, think I got my mind straight

Different than the other two, I whipped it on the highway

You ain’t real then I can’t fuck with you

Yeah she suck my shit down just like Jamba Juice, damn

I just made a quick two bands then spent that other two, yeah

You ain’t trying that shit on me, I ain’t that other dude, damn

Left my main bitch for my side, that something I had to do, damn

He stay talking shit on the gram like bro I had to shoot, him

Im gone do him bad, yeah I will

For a lil cash, for a- for a-, uh

For a lil cash, uh, ah yeah

She gone switch up on him for a lil bag

Lil ho on my dick she be like “where you at?”

All my niggas know I can’t ever fuck with a rat

Two times two in my cup, it’s not Act, yeah

Slow bae, go slow, just like that

He a hoe, yea I knew he was like that from the start

Yea you spun, we spinning right back

Oh my god, I got pape’, I been on that

Broke her heart, thats just how it go, real rap

Pockets swole, got my pockets looking real fat

Ain’t on tour, but i’m across the country, no cap

Across the country, no cap

Amiri jeans on, feel like Rino

Put the team on, with them right or wrong

You still shop on Temu, i’m high like an eagle

And i’m moving regal, ho you ain’t gone leave me

All these niggas on my dick and they just tryna be me

How you want my fashion, having motion have it

Buying clothes my habit, everything all red

I need me a bad bitch, I just crashed the Rari

Remember they was laughing, but i’m the best up here

And i’m not a rapper, heard your shit, I turned it off

Put your ho on camera, if I get locked won’t tell them nun

I get pape’ like pamphlet