[Chorus]
I be clutching that fye, I can't go like you rap niggas
I listen to your song its a whole buncha cap nigga
Put bread on your head get you wacked nigga
Glock in my pocket, I'll never get clapped
When I buy a money counter I won't get distracted
In the back of the car, punching up while I'm in traffic
Ima pull 100 bands out, lets see if you could match it
Credit score A1, I'm in superstar status
[Verse 1]
You, mad, cause you got no pros
You ain't got no hell cat, why you lying to the hoes
You ain't never drop shit, why you lying on your bros
I be going state to state because I got money on the flo
I ain't nba gang but its never gonna happen
I had thеm bands way before I was rapping
You broke with no hustlе, I know that's the saddest
My nigga stole bullets, but he ain't never play Madden
700 dollar jeans, you can't afford my fashion
She a normal bitch to me, but to you she the baddest
If you reach for my chain, it's goin be a closed casket
Why you come from that bitch, she aient bougie she rashid
Im up dog shit i can't be in my feelings
Ima superstar scammer, Ima always be a villain
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When i be out i hide my face because police label me a menace
[Chorus]
I be clutching that fye, I can't go like you rap niggas
I listen to your song its a whole buncha cap nigga
Put bread on your head get you wacked nigga
Glock in my pocket, I'll never get clapped
When I buy a money counter I won't get distracted
In the back of the car, punching up while I'm in traffic
Ima pull 100 bands out, lets see if you could match it
Credit score A1, I'm in superstar statuss
[Verse 2]
When I see what I want, I just go get a piece
When I walk in the store; everything looking free
She gonna pack up bags, I dont need no receipt
Put my hoodie back on, Ima leave [?]
We ain't never seen you on the streets
Its been a year passed , why you got the same shoes on your feet
Everybody round me eat
Everybody in the trap punching cards in this bitch, we never goin take a seat
The same bitch that you stalking is simping for one had my baby
Had to get on my feet, cause nobody else save me
Ima head of my pockets i see why they hate me
I got [?]
University scamming, I been graduating
Broken down on yo ass, what's the worst situation
Brand new Louie shoes, Ima go buy the latest
[?]
[Chorus]
I be clutching that fye, I can't go like you rap niggas
I listen to your song its a whole buncha cap nigga
Put bread on your head get you wacked nigga
Glock in my pocket, I'll never get clapped
When I buy a money counter I won't get distracted
In the back of the car, punching up while I'm in traffic
Ima pull 100 bands out, lets see if you could match it
Credit score A1, I'm in superstar status