Fuck all these ****, they ain't fuckin' with me, oh yeah

With me, oh yeah

Borrowed a lot of money and that's what it's gonna be, oh yeah

It's gonna be, oh yeah

Only way you got me, you don't care whether we got sick

Hey, we got the sick

I was down on my luck and nobody ever looked my way

I'ma pull up in that bump

Skip out sea, didn't pop bottles, he booked my bump

You can't be serious, my shoes got red, I'ma rock in Sardinia

Pass me that Red or that Blue

A matrix, I decide my future, I take it

Got the VVs, got the diamonds on me

Got thе shippers and they twerkin' on mе

Smokin' on kerosene, don't get gassed

Beware that heresy, I'm on that ass

Chasin' the money, I'm givin' it fast

Comin' in first and I'm not comin' last

I'm on my own heart, that's where I meditate

Right in the living room, I'll leave you dead today

I am a heavyweight, other than seven weight

That's the reason why I think you should give me space

Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

Fuck all these **** who ain't fuckin' with me

Oh yeah, fuck me, oh yeah

Borrowed a lot of money and that's what it's gon' be

Oh yeah, it's gon' be, oh yeah

On the phone, love me, I don't care

What that baby got to say, baby got to say

I was down on my luck and nobody ever looked my way

I'ma put love in that boy's mouth

He don't pop bobbles, he boy pop

You can't be serious, my shoes got red

Like I'm writin' some lyrics

There's no way this **** into the mania

All heads, ****, thick in the crania

Let it unleash, it'll fill up a stadium

Pandemonia in the Palladium

Radio, all we do talk about ratios

Get to the Chalupa, then make some mo'

Take a Lyft to the Uber and merry-go

There we go, swindle low with the scary flow

Not a pallbearer, but I bury foes

Have them breathin' through a straw through they nose

My straw broke the camel back, threw her camels up

She was havin' it, oh yeah, oh yeah

Fuck all these things, ain't fuckin' with me

Oh yeah, fuck me, oh yeah

Borrowed a lot of money and that's what it's gon' be

Oh yeah, it's gon' be, oh yeah

I'm just wanna love me, I don't care what the haters gotta say

Haters gotta say

I was down on my luck and nobody ever looked my way

I'ma put love in that 4-in-1

He don't pop bobbles, he boy pop

You can't be serious, my shoes got red

Like I'm writin' some lyrics

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

Around, around my city, all this money on me, oh yeah

These **** trippin' by the gram, I got a hunnid on me, oh yeah

I been deckin' shorty plenty, but your hunnid on me, oh yeah

Oh yeah, ayy, ayy