[Intro]

Ay, you know Plus did this shit

[Verse 1: Sol Jay]

Pull up with c-notes, holdin' a couple racks

Handbag on my shoulder, I keep the weight on my back

She said like, "Sol, you the boy" but baby no, I'm the man

She touchin' all on my body, I think she know who I am

And like a 3-point, she wet

That pussy might be a threat

We sippin' hard on that Wock

My brother keepin' a Tech

And they all know I'm the best

But they keep that in their head

And shawty, you wanna fuck?

Then why don't you shoot me a text

They been seen me, I'm ballin'

I need you to stop callin'

Tryin' to stop you from fallin'

Baby, I do this often

She like, "I beg your pardon?"

You been known I was heartless

All these drugs, I'm so nauseous

Girl you got to be cautious

She addicted to a beast, 'dicted to the MVP

I been dripped up in Supreme, shawty dripped in CDG

You gon' let me paint your face, hope I'm fuckin' with a queen

Baby, I don't need to love, they don't know what I need

You gon' let me have it, then burn me to ashes

Go on and fuck up my head, you be 'causing some havoc

Actin' so heartless, make that a habit

I don't got to chase it, just know I'ma have it

[Verse 2: Captain]

Just know I'ma have it, my last ho a ratchet

These boys are some goofies, they so mad I won't dap them

Michael Vick, I'm with my dogs

Come at me and that's a loss

I got shit I want to cop

So my time is gonna cost

You dig it? Yeah

Too many hoes, I keep my distance, yeah

Too much dope I smoke, got me lifted, yeah

Got me lifted

Oh, yes I'm lit bro

Tommy Hilfigs

Designer kicks bro

Never will I cater to no fuckin' trick bro

Y'all ain't on shit bro (Woah)

5300 forever

My life a movie, no Cinderella

[Verse 3: Dieplug]

I feel chosen

I'm gettin' top from two twins, look like the Olsens

Can't wife no thot, can't buy no ring, that don't make no sense

That lil' thot nasty, suck the team up, that's nonsense

I sit back on my throne and count up all of these hundreds

Feel like Hugh Hefner, I got too many hundreds

Have common sense, I'll buy a house before a Rollie

I'm in a five star, eating on that ravioli

I swear I'm up next but y'all niggas don't know it yet

In 2 more years I'm takin' off in a custom private jet

Niggas be copy cat, nigga we not playin' Simon Says

No cap, these niggas copy cat, no we not playin' Simon Says

These niggas copy cat, no we not playin' Simon Says (Yeah)