[Hook: Poeticle]

They doubted when I started now I’m bouta make a stack

All the stress and fuckin losses now they bouta pay me back

Man they pressed its fuckin awesome keep on talkin I jus laugh

Could make a half a mil tomorrow ain’t no shock now run it back

Cuz they doubted when I started now I’m bouta to make a stack

All the homies got part in, they get payed too dawg that fax

Man Dont get me fuckin started y’all some bums It make me laugh

All the stress and fuckin losses man they bouta pay me back

[Verse 1: Poeticle]

Y’all some fakers that for real and man I ain’t got the time dawg

I been chasing all these bags while y’all sit at home and cry for it

Put my life up into rap i’m prepared to die for it

Chopping up the profits all the homie get a slice of it

Buys sum nice lumps of gold right in ya eyes son

Ion even give a fuck I’m lighting up in bright sun

I want a hundred horny bitch wanna hump and dry fuck

Shit be moving quick finna rocket trough the sky bro

Buy a fuckin yacht like the pendent on neck

Then I fuckin cash the check and then I buy private jet

Got the millionaire mindset, never broke again

Gotta taste of living lavish man I’m never seeing debt

Yet they doubted when I started

[Hook: Poetice]

They doubted when I started now I’m bouta make a stack

All the stress and fuckin losses now they bouta pay me back

Man they pressed its fuckin awesome keep on talkin I jus laugh

Could make a half a mil tomorrow ain’t no shock now run it back

Cuz they doubted when I started now I’m bouta to make a stack

All the homies got part in, they get payed too dawg that fax

Man Dont get me fuckin started y’all some bums It make me laugh

All the stress and fuckin losses man they bouta pay me back

[Verse 2: KING$AIAH]

Yeah when i started they would hate on me

Niggas tryna get a feature ion rap for free

I'm a fly ass nigga yeah fly as can be

Ya ain't really bout that action get the fuck away from me woah

I'mma get that money roll it up and I'mma pay up

Niggas tryna get a piece of fame they want that pay cut

I just want a bad boujee bitch with no make up

Fuck two at a time i'm up at night and I can't stay up

Baby don't you leave me I'mma be rich

Ion wanna talk i'm to busy gettin lit

Talk behind snapchat really yous a bitch

I could really take ya hoe she a fine dime bitch

[Bridge]

She a fine dime bitch, rhymes like this

Make me feel I’m fuckin bullet proof, I ride like Fif

Man get side swiped if ya kill my vibe I’m lit

Imma shine fucking grind man my time coming

Yet they doubted when I started now I'm bouta make a stack

[Hook: Poeticle]

They doubted when I started now I’m bouta make a stack

All the stress and fuckin losses now they bouta pay me back

Man they pressed its fuckin awesome keep on talkin I jus laugh

Could make a half a mil tomorrow ain’t no shock now run it back

Cuz they doubted when I started now I’m bouta to make a stack

All the homies got part in, they get payed too dawg that fax

Man Dont get me fuckin started y’all some bums It make me laugh

All the stress and fuckin losses man they bouta pay me back