[Intro]

When I see that— (Jxckk just want a drink), phew

When I see that boy, he done for (He through)

Took a couple L's, but I'm good, though (We good)

I ain't stoppin' until everybody good too

It's really about who you know, man, I can plug you

She like, "Why you always talking shit?" Boo, it's a habit (My bad)

Had to leave that bitch alone, she too dramatic

Feel like Rickey Smiley, up tryna catch a package

Do this shit so often, I ain't even gotta practice

You know I be active

I know you a hater, swear that shit so lame

My bitch got a strap, shit, I feel like Fredo Bang

Told the coach I got it, may just put me in the game

My fit cost a lot, I'm mad as fuck I got a stain

Ballin' like an MVP, shittin', I got diarrhea

I ain't have to punch it, I got cheese on me just like a pizza

Havеn't even reachеd my final form, shit, I feel like Frieza

Streets cold as hell, I can't believe you left without your heater (How you do that?)

I believe if I can do it, you can do it too

Why doggy talkin' so crazy like he bulletproof? (Why?)

You gon' wish I would've lied if you knew the truth

Zaza only in my 'Wood, never smokin' boof

Blowin' super dope, I think that I got exotic lungs

Told her leave her nigga, he be mad when she be havin' fun

Let me fuck and I'll let you meet BabyTron

I don't give a fuck about her options if I'm number one (No cap)

At the top, but just was at the bottom, Alabama

I don't trust niggas, they be fake as fuck like Santa (Fake as fuck)

I'ma ball until I'm dead, or 'til I'm in the slammer

I'ma let 'em hate, 'cause in the end, that shit don't even matter

Money over bitches, you could say I live the mob life

ShittyBoyz what? Nah, that don't even sound right

He ain't make it home, sick dawg picked the wrong fight

You can see my diamonds in the dark like some strobe lights

You can't fuck with me, I got a hundred on it

I don't just walk Bs down, I be runnin' on it

Where the competition at? I don't see no opponent

Dawg got some backyard boogie, talkin' 'bout he growed it (Fuck on)

I'm straight on that, I'm hot just like the Eiffel Towers

I think Brodie workin' undercover just like Austin Powers

Met her on the beach, I think baby said that she from [?]

She like, "I like that your buffies white just like some baby powder" (Shit)

Never changin' up, the only thing I'm changin' is my 'fit

You can't even call yourself a rapper, you ain't got a kit

You've been rappin' too fuckin' long to not have a hit

Not a gangbanger, but got blues on me just like a Crip

Finna put my money where my mouth is and get a grill

Throwin' bullets, damn, I feel like Kirk Cousins on the field

It get lonely at the top, I'm the king of the hill

I'm a wizard with them pieces, damn, I feel like Bradley Bill

[Outro]

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