[Intro]

Tee Walla type beat

Uh huh

You don't know me by now, you bouta know me after this

K.O.E. man (K.O.E. man)

Brrrahh (Brrrahh)

[Verse 1]

First off, riding by my lonely

You could say you know me, but you not my homie

Cause you fake and phony, what you say baloney

Piling up my digits, counting commas only (Damn)

All about my cheese, I call it macaroni

And I'm hella global, so they call me Sony

You won't catch me lacking if I got it on me

Rocking Gucci, Louis, now they call me Tony (Bling)

Lately been counting hella money (Gang)

Let a nigga try to take it from me

You ain't heard about me, nigga you a dummy

Calling my squad up to aim it at your tummy (Huh)

Lot of people hating, but I think it's funny

How you want a feature, when you broke and bummy

I be cashing out, they turn up 'til it's sunny

Wanna be my lady, but you not my hunny (Thot)

Rolling up on momma block just like a dope dealer

If I spot a thottie, I'ma go get hеr

Am I gon' hit her, tell her go figurе

Never catching feelings, then I'm gon' quit her (Haha)

Lost a lot of people, I can't let it go

I keep a small circle, 'cause you never know

If you was in my shoes, I bet you let it blow

If you don't know by now, then I'ma let you know

[Verse 2]

Stay loyal, and I never cheated

Said I'd wouldn't make it, now they don't believe it

Got them hella mad, because I'm gon' achieve it

I don't really want her, 'cause she too conceited (Yah)

When I get them digits, I just hit and quit it

She wasn't really with it, so I'm gon' delete it

Messing with my fam, I'ma call a lawyer

I'ma catch a case, and then I'm gonna beat it (Brrahh)

Go broke, then I hit licks, started from the bottom, I'ma get rich

Hunnid to a thousand, I'ma flip this

I be flex, finessing like it's fitness (Flex)

Don't get on my hit list

What you seen and dreamed, yeah I did this

Syllable all about the business

K.O.E. yeah I'm with this (Squad)

All these niggas hating on my resurrection

I ain't got no feelings, so I'm never stressing

Every day I wake up, I think it's a blessing

Wanna run on me, then why you second-guessing? (Why)

Where I'm from, you get sent to heaven

Yeah without a question, you get taught a lesson

Now somebody's auntie better call a reverend

Messing with my fam, I turn into a felon

[Verse 3]

Niggas learned a lot, 'til they on tape

When they see the cops, why is they confessing?

All these niggas rookies, if you try to push me

You'll be catching bullets like an interception (Bang)

Did just by myself, and I don't need protection

All these niggas pussies, better show aggression

Hunnids, fifties, twenties, you ain't get the message?

You ain't talking money, better get to stepping

K.O.E the squad, the only set I'm repping

All about them benjis, only bag I'm checking

I don't kiss her mouth, because I know she necking

But you know you kiss her, so just stop the flexing

Chilling on the block, and every day I'm cooling

Said you getting money, nigga who you fooling?

Ain't no hesitation, because I'ma shoot it

And they call me Loco, so don't make me prove it

Leave me with your wifey, bet you I'ma do it

Tell her post a pic, and have you looking foolish

Listen to my music, and I bet you lose it

All I spit is heat, and yeah I need to cool it

Tell these little niggas get up on my level

Flexing with a rollie, get another bezel

You ain't got the money, asking for a feature

Then you out of luck, 'cause I could never settle (You broke)

Cause my pockets fat, just like I'm Peter Griffin

Look at all these rappers, I don't see the difference

Throw me any beat, and bet you I'ma kill it

And my brother told me that I need to chill it

Because I'm the illest, and I spit the realest

All these record labels, I'ma make 'em feel it

They don't want to listen, I'ma make 'em hear it

They don't want to join it, I'ma make 'em fear it

[Verse 4]

Calling my phone steady wanting to speak to me

Syllable, when are you coming to eat in me?

Syllable, why are you acting so mean to me?

Why are you hitting me once and you leaving me? (Haha)

Maybe it's because you don't mean a thing to me

Why is your mom even talking 'bout meeting me?

If she a ABC, I'll let her meet the D

If you ain't talking 'bout money, don't speak to me

(You know) You know that your wifey be sucking

So why do these niggas be bluffing, and say it's no puffing (Why)

They know that they thottie be bussing it, touching, and sucking it, and that's the same chick you loving (Why)

'Cause only them commas I'm touching

They add up and they get to hugging

They see me they blushing

These females they calling me cute, yeah that is the truth, but let you know I'm no Mc'Lovin

[Verse 5]

If the 30 on me

Stephen Curry on me

With no jersey, homie

Do you dirty, homie (Brrahh)

Show no mercy, homie

With no worry, homie

I call up C'Drilla, it ain't pretty homie (Brrahh)

If you talking tough, you better be about it

Catch you out in public, we gon' see about it

Diamonds on your neck, shoutout B. Lou

Put that on my momma, you won't leave without it (Gang)

[Outro]

Gang (Gang)

K.O.E. man (K.O.E. man)

Y'all know how I'm coming (Coming)

That's gang (Gang)