[Intro]

Yeah, brrr

Yeah, yeah, aye

I don't really like the lecture

Rather talk my shit with a message

[Chorus]

Let me talk my shit for a sec, for a second

I don't need the lecture

Niggas love to talk on the side like a heckler

While I'm on the court balling niggas be so pressed uh

Only got one plan to get rich

Fuck a Plan B, Sheckler

Bout the cheddar cheese

Want it all and the extra

I be stunting all the time for the pleasure

Can't be number two like I'm Pete cause I'm next up

[Verse: Stunna Cold]

Uh, yeah

Kept it real from the get-go

Bout the guap, yayo, the plones, the pesos

Prada with the flame peep the drip I'm too fuego

Hit the bitch once then it's hasta luego

My eggo is top tier, yeah my ego

I'mma lead the way the human race like I'm Nigo

Blocking all the sqaures circle small like a peephole

Bitch I never lost got the sauce like a cheat code

Always play for keeps so it's care

If I ever had to be a drawer, I'm top shelf

Plus I'm top chef, cook it up in the stu

Luxury inside my flesh

I was fresh out the womb

Walked in by myself

Then I left out with two

I'm the number one stunna

I'mma stunt to the tomb

On the regular, shmegular

Niggas cap a lot they some editors

Niggas can't compete no competitors, bitch

[Chorus]

Let me talk my shit for a sec, for a second

I don't need the lecture

Niggas love to talk on the side like a heckler

While I'm on the court balling niggas be so pressed uh

Only got one plan to get rich

Fuck a Plan B, Sheckler

Bout the cheddar cheese

Want it all and the extra

I be stunting all the time for the pleasure

Can't be number two like I'm Pete cause I'm next up

Uh

[Verse: 10kdunkin]

Damn

They told me that I'm next up

I'm having them racks yeah

I got my gun but I think I need another one

This bitch bad but I think I need another one

I have fun when I count them funs

I walk around with a shotgun like Omar, fuck

This bitch bad as fuck but don't know how to shut the fuck up

Around these hoes I can't say nothing

And don't say nothing

Ain't no way they make one

I had to run that cake up

You broke as hell with your head down pick your face up

Designer shoes don't go no shoelace

Still cost me eight sum

Cost me eight sum

Eight sum

They ain't got no shoelace

It still cost me eight sum