God pack clips, she a bad bitch

Your people fuck with the wrong habits

Your brother died quick, no Raditz

Left on read, you a cabbage

You better let go or you'll have it

Got no wits, you a Maverick

He got bold, brought the pole like ay

He pay the toll if he fold like ay

Too transparent but the sitch opaque

Gold look heavy but her wrist okay

Diamond look heavy but her wrist okay

2 triple 0, let the Sisqo play

But we flip those

Glitz in the Ritz can't miss this disco

Frisking my bitch, get the slip, no Crisco

Bliss from the Smith, I would kiss this pistol

All the

Bitches all creep slow, back when I reload

Caught red-handed without Dorito

DM on the D-low, she tried to re-wrote

Girl wanna meet, guess your bitch is on keto

These numbers do nothing but help me

Pelt me, tell me cheese looking melty

Grammar ain't good so my name ain't Kelsey

Gold looking fake, man you better not gelt me

Pop with a bottle

Cop Silverados, shop with the models

Hot shot top spot, clap for the rivals

I got a dot, won't stop when you ride off

No doubting me

Took a few notes when you're shouting free

Fuck your mind up in that alchemy

See you pop more perc than a House MD

No sweat but bet on maybe

No crock, I'm locked, just save me

Max B gets free that's wavy

Fuck boy gon' toy, no KB

Fuck boy gon' toy, no KB

Hop when you pay me, popped when you're lazy

Shop with your lady, bought an M80

Lit it on fire, I could fry ya in the gravy

Fucking with my brush and I'mma crush ya like a bay leaf

Cut another motherfucker blind to the slavery...

It's mental okay see?

This whole iteration

Hold innovation, toll on my patience

Found the new god and they still try to say shit

Aguileran day, you gon' pray when we raze shit