Mama ain’t raise no bitch, but you Goddamn right that boy a dog

A lot of y’all out here princes thinkin’ you fly, you better watch out for frog

Y’all wanna talk about sticks, cool security stay with that analog

I’ll have y’all fucked up somewhere in the water, man dem makin’ y’all walk on logs

We been on the run, no jog

Can’t run from that smog

Y’all just run to the blog

I’m on the coast with a little ivory

Feel like Didier Drog’

Say you the shit, but nothin’ get clogged

Everything ‘bout me perfect, I don’t even wake up with no grog

RIP Kobe

Don’t fly into that fog, at all

I don’t fuck with you at all

They done fucked up puttin’ my back up against the wall

If it ain’t the bread I recommend you don’t call

You can smell it in thе air, that money Lysol

I got no time for thesе bitches, no time for the mall

I’d rather do a deal, they’ll send me anything I want

Everything is free, from the clothes and alcohol

I would say we doin’ pretty good overall

I got ‘em wrapped up, tortellini

Finna act up on the TV

In a black truck with a demon

Boy I lack love cuz I don’t need it

Gettin’ mad buckets, shoulda seen it

Gilbert packed up the arenas

In a black tux, so prestigious

Money stacked up to the ceilings

Get it racked up like Venus

In a black Hellcat

Vroom

Boy it’s bad luck if you seen us

Hard to act tough with a genius

We was shacked up, had to free us

Webster asked us what a lead is

Even when we comin‘ out the mountains

Not a damn one of y’all can reach us

I don’t fuck with you at all

They done fucked up puttin’ my back up against the wall

If it ain’t the bread I recommend you don’t call

You can smell it in the air, that money Lysol

I got no time for these bitches, no time for the mall

I’d rather do a deal they’ll send me anything I want

Everything is free, from the clothes and alcohol

I would say we doin’ pretty good overall

Only one to save it, boy I gotta be

I just told my mom and dad are proud of me

I’m the motherfuckin’ ticket in the lottery that everybody wanna be

You gotta give a lot to me

If you talkin’ ‘bout a star I go astronomy

I’m thinkin’ that you owe me the sweetest of apology

Walkin’ in and shutting down V Live not once, three times

And it happened so suddenly

Always knew that I would come and shut it down, no need for a pandemic

If I ever said I’m up I promise the man meant it

If I touch a beat then I’m makin’ it anthemic

If I wanna get a car then I’m swipin’ the damn debit

Devil tryna take me, scary, can’t let it

Luckily I’m smart, pretty and athletic

Anything he sends, he sees that the man read it

Think it’s ‘bout time to give me the damn credit, huh

I don’t fuck with you at all

They done fucked up puttin’ my back up against the wall

If it ain’t the bread I recommend you don’t call

You can smell it in the air, that money Lysol

I got no time for these bitches, no time for the mall

I’d rather do a deal they’ll send me anything I want

Everything is free, from the clothes and alcohol

I would say we doin’ pretty good overall

Montana!

Touchdown!