[Verse]

Ay, brand new crib I love to wake up, cop that same time it's my break up

That girl dread is like Jamaica, window blacker than two to three AM

My whip wearing that shit like make up

I touch up my rim like lay up, my deal didn't come with no pay cuts

Still move independent, no pendant, my pen did everything I hold

My only intention is attention or tension in the air like smoke

That girl keep loving me too much, I only love back whenever they don't

Ride me so quickly my dick feel like some getaway car she stole

I got a repertoire of flows and I still set the bar with those

Tellin' my chick I really don't trick but I got a deck of card of hoes

My patience's thin, I'm Kendall, temper short, I'm Kevin Hart below

I still live life like I'm broke and bitch I'm very far from broke

And now I'm in a whole new bracket, now I got a whole new tactic

I used to record in the closet, in between all them jackets

My told me that I wouldn't be average, proved her right, I became established

They want me to be way more active, but my life can't fit in no caption

I'll be in the UK, grow my traction, get my money, fly home and stack it

Queen Elizabeth, top of Franklin, my pockets look pornographic

I don't got girlfriend, no more attachment, ovary lead into overreaction

Kill the pussy, leave an open casket, just so the broke can have it

I'ma get the homies active, no distraction

Bitch got moves like Jackson, lips like Toni Braxton

Ain't a fascist but my whip is German, think I drove the fastest

Tires passing, I control her vision plus I buy her lashes

Lashin' out I buy her bag in this life I imagined

This that shit you barely on, know this shit a marathon

Money first, I put a bag above us all like it's a carry-on

If she barely even my type, dawg I don't really care at all

I just conditioned her so well she'll think this shit a hair salon

Just met, she let me hit it off the bat, I think she think I'm Barry Bonds

I like that shit but I can't trust you, watch this trick, I'm there and gone

Disappear, these rappers probably diss me 'cause I won't let them share a song

Ay fuck engaging in the war, little bitch let's get the marriage on (Let's go)

I can only do the freestyle shit when the time getting freed up

Turn the Baby Keem up, I'ma get the pussy when I get the meetup

I'ma get the wifey when I get the prenup, I'ma get the money when I get to re-up

Savin' till I buy myself enough freedom when I get to ease up I'ma calm down, never get my seat up

And my brand new girl don't even got a IG so I just employed her

My old girl tried too hard to go viral, I gotta avoid her

I just got me a deal, still spitting like I can't afford a lawyer

But I got three in my fucking corner

I could give you up-comers a couple pointers, I'ma k—Fuck!