[Chorus]

I done came up

Bustin' down a whole bag

Broke boy step back

Can't touch my swag

You ain't even gotta ask

What are those, what is that

Please don't touch my RAF

Please don't touch my RAF

[Verse]

All about the cash

Pussy, weed and cash

Do not bring my past

Not the one to crash

I feel like a master

Neck look like Alaska

Fucking right I'm brash

Fucking right I'm bad

On a fucking rampage

You probably need a band-aid

Nothing that I can't say

Calling every damn play

Yes I do my thing

Women on my damn dick

Bitch I make her damn break

Bed look like a damn lake

I care about what the fans

You care about what the man say

Turn your blog into a fan page

Everything I say it can't age

Bad bitch from San A'

She in love with my tan face

She in love with my beige skin

Oh yeah how amazing

I never cave in or get caged in

I'm in the days Inn, I got a plaything and she from Beijing

I got a main thing but got a thing for an East Asian

I keep blazing and creating where he raised in

But evading the relations and keep racing and behaving

And see hating, I'm elated they want to fade him

You little league boys cannot see ya boy

I got the lead voice and it's a maven

Cause I'ma destroy whatever meet the boy

Cause you a decoy and I'm the real McCoy

Collaboration isn't necessary when you this scary I'm the one that he'd avoid

Fuck it I'm the one that she'd avoid

No one is safe around me better go hit up your safe

And jump on a plane before you need air from drowning

This shit is just not a race but gotta keep pace

And gotta keep up with the times though, fuck all your convos, ball like Lonzo

Please don't touch my RAF though

I can be an asshole

I'm about my cashflow

Plus I'm reppin' BLKROZE, roze, roze, roze, ro'

Shake 'em up like bangles

Good from every angle

I can be a handful

Just know that my hands full

Garden City know what's good

Or at least it should