Released on February 14, 2024

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[Intro]

Steve [?]

Ayy, ayy

Pop out, Prada shirt, Prada jeans, you proud of me?

But you know I'm the prodigy

Prodigy

Ayy


[Chorus]

Pop out, Prada shirt, Prada jeans, you proud of me?

Ain't mean to leave yo' feelings hurt but you know I'm the prodigy

Ayy, them niggas see my wave and surf, now everybody follow me

Ayy, I hopped in the lead, you see this cheese? But keep yo' eyes on me

She hit me, "Round three?", ask if I'm free

She pull up, hit her knees

Ayy, there he go

Ayy, there go who they wanna be

She told me, "Pull up", I ain't got time for all that fussin"

Who is that? That ain't yo' cousin

Shit, let me catch y'all ass, I'm bussin'

Oh, this ho think I don't know nothin'


[Verse]

Tribulations, trials and pain

Have to charge it to the game, won't ever sacrifice the game for fame

To me that shit be lame

You should be thankful that I came, this lil' ho must not know my name

Plus, I wear all type diamond chains and rings, I'm going to Johnny Dang

Since I could remember I been aiming for the stars (Aiming for the stars)

Came from the dirt, I put in work, I'm shining hard wit' no awards (Wit' no awards)

But you can't be the prodigy without no hurt or wit' no scars (No scars)

I really hope you proud of me, I was on Percs but now it's boring

Now we the type to print our partners out on shirts and stand on cars

When I was down they ain't lend a hand or lift me up, they ain't help at all

Now that I made it now we up, now we did it, now we ball

All them slip-ups, they was hiccups, we was young, the police trippin'

Now we goin' to court, pray they dismiss us

But we still ridin' 'round wit' our pistols

I'm wit' the bro, she bring her sisters

I'm finna blow up, bomb, missile


[Chorus]

Pop out, Prada shirt, Prada jeans, you proud of me?

Ain't mean to leave yo' feelings hurt but you know I'm the prodigy

Ayy, them niggas see my wave and surf, now everybody follow me

Ayy, I hopped in the lead, you see this cheese? But keep yo' eyes on me

She hit me, "Round three?", ask if I'm free

She pull up, hit her knees

Ayy, there he go

Ayy, there go who they wanna be

She told me, "Pull up", I ain't got time for all that fussin"

Who is that? That ain't yo' cousin

Shit, let me catch y'all ass, I'm bussin'

Oh, this ho think I don't know nothin'


[Outro]

Ayy

Oh, this ho think I don't know nothin'

I'm the prodigy

Girl, hope you proud of me