[Intro]

(FBeat go crazy)

Hmm, really trophy'd up

Tired of niggas poppin' it and really pullin' stunts

Bitch, I'm really trophy'd up

(FBeat producing all the heat)

Rolls Royce Jeep, not the Rovey, crazy, though (Not the Jeep, go crazy)

Bah, bah, bah, bah

Hmm

[Chorus]

Bitch, I'm really trophy'd up (Up)

Tired of niggas poppin' it and really pullin' stunts (And really pullin stunts)

Back outside, fuck it, I done had enough (I done had enough)

Really top rank, that nigga last shit was bunk (Last shit was bunk)

He can't tell me nothin' (Hmm)

I'll put him in a LooseLeaf and puff him (Puff him, hmm)

Yeah, these Off-Whites but they custom

Heard he said some shit up on that case, I can't fuck with him (I can't fuck with him)

Nigga said some shit up on the Ave and now it's up with him (Now it’s up with him)

[Verse]

Nigga keep the blick, yeah, it's stuck with him (Yeah, it's stuck with him)

Everybody can't go, I got enough niggas (I got enough niggas)

I heard you told the johnny's what you know, now we can't fuck with you (Can't fuck with you)

Rolls Royce takin' up the road, me and Crazy O (Hmm)

Balenciaga kicks, 'fit check, bitch, I got it on

Diamonds hittin' (Bling), wrist check, yeah, I got it on

Yeah, I got it on (Yeah I got it on)

Hmm, heard a nigga spoke up on that case, he was dead wrong (Heard a nigga spoke up on the case)

Hmm, hmm, top rank, me and average joes, we don't get along (Me and average joes, we don't get along, no)

Hmm, told the bitch I'm busy when she called, I ain't see my phone (I ain't see my phone)

Hmm, if I check the app and see a threat one more time, them niggas gotta go (Them niggas gotta go)

Hmm, told the freak bitch arch her back 'cause she know the loc' tryna poke

Think I got this Glock up on my hip to let a joke approach? (Hmm)

Thinkin' I'm a rapper, run up on me, if you wanna, you bold

County jail courts and he got slaps 'cause he whacked out his O

It was time to pop pop on the opps with the Glock and he froze

If johnny's get behind us, better bounce out the Glock and get gone

We can strip a nigga, but I'm a joint, so I get the most

I ain't even wanna fuck your bitch, she gave me some throat

He ain't even wanna pull that skit, he got pressured to go (He got pressured to go)

Hmm, I'm a joint, I ain't even gotta say the rest, if you know, then you know (If you know, then you know)

Hmm, hop up in the booth and say any, any, hmm (Say any, any)

[Chorus]

Bitch, I'm really trophy'd up

Tired of niggas poppin' it and really pullin' stunts (And really pullin stunts)

Back outside, fuck it, I done had enough (I done had enough)

Really top rank, that nigga last shit was bunk (Last shit was bunk)

He can't tell me nothin'

I'll put him in a LooseLeaf and puff him (Puff him, hmm)

Yeah, these Off-Whites but they custom (Hmm)

Heard he said some shit up on that case, I can't fuck with him (I can't fuck with him)

Nigga said some shit up on the Ave and now it's up with him (Now it’s up with him)

[Outro]

Hmm, hmm

Rolls Royce Jeep, not the Rovey, uh

Anything

(FBeat go crazy)

Hmm, really trophy'd up

Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow

(FBeat producing all the heat)

Hmm, FBEAT, go crazy

Hop up in the booth and say anything