Bought my first blick at 15

Mama found it, kicked me out

Ma', I'm sorry, but that M 'n' P 15 is with me now

I got opps, but don't be trippin', ma', they don't do shit but die

All that thinkin' that I'm your prey? (click-clack-pah), get sent to God

Bae, don't believe 'em, them hoes sayin' they fucked your ****, them bitches lyin'

'Fits I'm puttin' on on a daily basis, you could wear that shit to prom

I'm the one, if you think about killin' mines, you sniffin' lines

I want this shit, fuck working double time, I'm trapped out triple time

We hit that block, (bap-bap-bap-bap-bap-bap-bap) they kickin' up dust

Bitch I'm with star, got a AR in the car, don't get sent to the sun

I turned my hundred bands to a hundred M's, yeah, yeah, I'll give it a month

You know that bitch gon' lеave or that bitch gon' cheat, bettеr off not givin' a fuck

I was still fuckin' with these **** hoes when I ain't even have no name

That's your ho? I can see how that's 'bout to go, like That's So Raven

I'll blow that bitch, that shit Fisher, like I'm Cash Cobain

Nah, for real, I ain't no chicken tender, fuck bro, and that's okay

It's cool, you smooth, if I get the chance. I'm beatin' the group

You ain't my ho for real, I know the deal, so how am I cheating on you?

I'll patch his ass then clean the scene, hell nah, I ain't leavin' a clue

I got pole on me, **** back-back, like a Pitbull eatin' some food, ****

The blick don't sound like "Peum," it sound like "Boom, click-clack, boom-boom-boom"

I ain't no silver spoon, and I ain't broke, I grew up on plastic too

The money comin' in like "Zoom," I came up a check, I'm chillin' laying down in the room

I ain't even paying attention, the whip in park, I push the gas, it go "Vroom"

When I'm in the car all by myself, I don't hit the locks, on God, they open this door, they gon' die

I don't play unless they playin' first, I ain't gotta problem makin' his mama cry

Should I get a watch or get some boosts? I got a problem 'cause I can't decide

He must forgot 'bout who I was, I let him go because he fried

They see how I been doing, now everybody on my phone

But not right now, 'cause I'm busy, decline call, leave me alone

It's even **** that don't like me, but they know what I be on

I got assassins and I shoot like I'm the female Al Capone

I could be in the way, but I just stay in my zone

I can explain a thousand times, and they still'll get me wrong

I tried to let 'em slide, but now I'm on 'em like a thong

I stay with them chopsticks like my last name was Chong

I got paper, customers, steady countin' up these sheets

I'm 'bout to "Skies be the limit," I'm tryna go where I can't reach

**** want me to be dumb, but that's not what teachers teach

Mama told me "Get some money, any means," that's preached

Spending checks done got me dizzy to the point that I can't see

And I'm on what y'all on, ask Tana, ask Cree

Ask how they know my song? I say "That's 'cause it's on repeat"

I wake up, get on my phone, check my email, turn on a beat (what)