[Verse]

She came to fuck, it's picture perfect

Different person when she textin', guess her heart was hurtin'

She need attention, I'm guessin', I didn't get the message

She told me, "Bae, I know you miss me, why you still pretendin'?"

Louis loafers and Fendi and different colors matchin'

She leave her house like she winnin' a fuckin' beauty pageant

And when she older, she told me she wanna be an actress

Keep that spray on the counter in case a nigga active

She got some issues, she told me her daddy beat her, 50

And she tried to do strippin', but guess it wasn't fittin'

Now she focused on fuckin', just want the dollar bills

Fuck it, when this shit is real, bitch, you'll know it's real

Yeah, another call from that state attorney

Another day inside a court like it's a fuckin' journey

Damn, call Diamond, Donny, and Guapo

20 in the handy in case a nigga get chopo

They like Similac and milk in that baby bottle

Bumpin' that Metro Boomin say, "Fuck it, just let the shots roll"

Fuck it, just let the shots roll

Momma wouldn't 'nderstand that her baby goin' to jail

Momma always wanted her baby goin' to Yale

.40 in that fanny, she aimin' straight for your tail

She ain't need a tutor for payin' the baby bail

Yeah, YSL and a MacBook

Better tuck his chain if the nigga don't want his neck took

Ride for all my niggas who chillin' and have my back, bruh

Sittin' with that fanny, just waitin' for you to act up

Fuck it, just let the shots roll

Tired of these bitches, a nigga do want the top though

Catch a nigga slippin', a nigga ain't even mop though

Nigga talkin' funny, said "Fuck it", just left his jaw broke

Case it like Law & Order

Tell a nigga like me, "Don't ever fuck with my daughter"

Nino on the Yacht-y, the other bitty my side-y

Homie fuck the rappin', we pullin' up with the shotty

Yeah, ayy, Rakim, Biggie, and Pac did

Soul Food with that Nina with Rio, Bria in Bel-Air

Always miss my uncle, I gamble just like casinos

Lately, I been chillin', I hit up my nigga Chino

Ouch, fuck it, just let the shots roll

Lookin' like Khalifa and Yeezy mixed with a Pac, oh

"Who your favorite artist?", I told these niggas, "I don't know"

Bitch, you love my music, so where the pussy and guapo?

[Outro]

Could it be the way that I will catch up

(Don't you niggas know? It's not hard to catch up)

Could it be the way that I will catch up

(Don't you niggas know? It's not hard to catch up)

Could it be the way that I will catch up

(Don't you niggas know? It's not hard to catch up)

Could it be the way that I will catch up

(Don't you niggas know? It's not hard to catch up)

Could it be the way that I—