Only Fans

Diamonds hittin' from a distance they got Range Rover

I got money I could buy a bitch a car like Oprah

Yeah, thuggin' ass **** hit the hood and post up

I was spinnin' **** block momma told me put the pole up

How the fuck y'all **** spinnin' y'all ain't never showin' us

Say he slidin' got in traffic that lil' **** froze up

Put that paper on your head if your tryna see me

Hit 'em with that drumstick, Popeyes three piece

I could fall off in your DM shoot my shot like 2-3

Suck my dick and try to kiss me, I don't want your cooties

Stackin' paper loose leaf

Money crippin' Davies

I'm in Dallas tryna vibe RIP to Gigi

Yeah, sippin' on that red smoking dead method man

Yeah, blue and red diamonds but I still can't cover hands

Yeah, I don't do the math

I don't fuck my fans

I don't chase no pussy baby, I got only fans

I put that iron on your partner tryna see who next up

Wet your block up by myself I'm slidin' in a Tesla

Put a **** on his buns, leave him red like ketchup

Chopper cook 'em like a burger, he got killed for lettuce

Five thousand on some sheets don't fuck my bed up

Yeah, tweakin' on an addie when I get my best nut

Yeah, I don't do the math

I don't fuck my fans

I don't chase no pussy baby, I got only fans