Released on March 4, 2018

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[Intro]

Fuck me 'cause I'm a hot boy

Rob me, no you cannot, boy

Bands, baby, in my hands, baby, I'm a band boy

Fuck my money up, 'cause I can, boy

And you a cop boy

Lil ho say I'm ballin' now for a block boy

I had a Ruger, I got a Glock, boy

Ayy, ayy, skrrt, skrrt, ayy


[Chorus]

Rich ho, she tryna fuck me 'cause I'm a hot boy

Plotting on how to rob me, no you cannot boy

Bands, baby, in my hands, baby, I'm a band boy

Young mo, fuck my money up, cause I can boy

Double cup, I'm sipping muddy, and you a cop boy

Lil ho, she say I'm ballin' out for a block boy

Ruger, I had a Ruger, I got a Glock, boy

Dirty, my guns is dirty, 'cause I'm a hot boy


[Verse]

Rich ho, she tryna fuck me, she tryna suck me up

I don't give no fucks, oh wait, I don't give no fucks

That ho tryna fuck, no wait, that ho tryna' fuck

That ho got no love, no wait, that bitch got no love

Macky in the trunk, oh no, I just be smoking on dope

Bitch you outta luck, oh whoa, no, no, I'm never gon' fold

I cannot see, I'm faded, I'm fucking losing it

Tec-9, it got no numbers, it got a cooling kit

Rambo, I'm sending shots out to your mans though

Van Gogh, I'm drawing doodles, they look like Van Gogh

Ten toes, I'm always ten toes, because they plottin'

Never fold, I can never fold, I got an army

I just brushed my teeth and roll up woods, I'm on vacation, uh

Undercover Rick Owens, I just hopped off a spaceship, uh

My plug got that low, don't trip, lil bitch we got them crates, ooh

I just pop three Percys and two Xannies so I'm faded, yea


[Chorus]

Rich ho, she tryna fuck me 'cause I'm a hot boy

Plotting on how to rob me, no you cannot boy

Bands, baby, in my hands, baby, I'm a band boy

Young mo, fuck my money up, cause I can boy

Double cup, I'm sipping muddy, and you a cop boy

Lil ho, she say I'm ballin' out for a block boy

Ruger, I had a Ruger, I got a Glock, boy

Dirty, my guns is dirty, 'cause I'm a hot boy