Got it back poppin' with twin, not down for the count when you come for the win, okay

Lil' bitch, I did it again, like Lil Uzi Vert, I'ma spin him again, okay

When I was just countin' to ten, I plotted a way to touch a dividend

Red chocolate diamonds, necklace, M&Ms, Im so out of space, you can't even reach the pen

Uh, so much crimson on my body, **** gon' think I'm Nick Saban

Dreaded the haters just like I was Haitian, I was just waitin' my turn, it took patience

Doin' the math, so I'm duckin' the matrix, who the fuck said that I wasn't gon' make it

Trapped in the booth yeah that's how I live lately, really, just me and my cash and my lady

I'm readin' the field like I'm playin' Tom Brady, the hardest **** out Atlanta, wasn't out the Grady

My jacket get on like Slim shady, but still keep a hint of suave like I'm so Swayze

Uh, ayy, uh, I ain't even trippin' as long as the dumb **** pay me

Uh, ayy, better not come outside, ****, if you think you played me

Back in the game like it's halftime, countin' up shit like its math time

She want it all, but she not mine, **** check the phone for the damn time

Like a 40-yard dash at the combine, ayy, mixing shit up like it's lemon lime

Ayy, number one pick, my damn prime, Nan **** gon' check on my prime

Been getting calls every day for the past many months, man, a **** had to buy a new line

That **** junky as hell, yeah, he late on the bills, but he still tryna buy a new line

Federal **** be watchin' me stalkin' me tryna go look at my pictures online

I can't even give her the word, cause that shit big as hell and honestly, I don't got the time

It's like a myth when a young **** rhyme, trackhawk big, watch how I slide

Real big wheels, watch how I ride, I'm too clean, cleaner than tide, huh, yeah

She link her fingers together, she tied

I ain't been gettin' no sleep, lil' ****, I'm tired