Released on July 22, 2020

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[Verse]

Babylon flannel look like Deebo

Yea, my nigga trapping through the peep hole

Enemy is Belly, he be watching out for Rico

Little Mexican hoe, she call me Tito

Lil nigga bad, man he running 'round El Niño

Lil nigga caught with Santan he need some c-notes

I dont know why she look at me like cyanide

"Aye, is them Balenciaga's?"

Hoe you need to calm down

Fucking with the paint, you gon' hear some gun sounds

Shooting with the arc like Ronald McDonald around

Bitch, lil hoe, wanna come until I calm down

Smoking on some dope, yea we breaking down them compounds

Its just me on the beat like [?]

Smoking on some dope and we got the money in the power

Its just me who shoot like Serge Ibaka

Aye, I can't fuck with niggas, they be dirtier than a dolla


[Bridge]

All these hoes in here but I really want you

All these hoes in here but I really want you

All these hoes in here but I really want you


[Verse 2]

Talking to the money, and it talk back fluent

You, you ball like Ewing

Fucking with the money and it came in congruent, aye

You smoking on dope smelling like sewage

Fucking with the paint, I can show you how to do it

You, you, you in they hair like gel, uh

Fucking with the money and it ain't hard to tell, uh

Fucking with that bitch, she bad but time will tell, uh

Fucking with that money, you gon send it through a Zelle?, uh

They tryna stop me like my foot stuck with a nail, uh

You can get stale, keep jumpin' like gazelle, uh

The paint, it sell

These pussy niggas frail

I pop a, pop a pill

I pr-pr-pr-propel

Ima sit back, ima see what the bitch gon do

Came from nothing, I ain't got shit to lose

Came in ya crib just to break the rules

Came in the game just to break the rules