I got the glocks, I pop the lock in my pocket I do my dance and I finna launch a rocket

I finna go to space and recreate all of the, all of the things I made I mean we mans

Yeah, I'm poppin' all these pills, got me feelin' like an addict

All these hoes on me, I feel like Sanji, I'ma panic

I'm talkin' to my friends, why they actin' so dramatic

And yes, I'm in my Benz, yeah, I'm livin' very lavish, lavish

These people be thinkin' that I'm a savage

And I pray to God every single day, cause I'm a Catholic

All these females gettin' mad at me, cause they know that I'm the baddest

Yeah, I'm gettin' mad, I'm gettin' mad

I'm gettin' mad at the people that be thinkin' they're exclusive

Cause they treatin' everybody else a mother-lovin' ruthless

So I got punched in the face, now I'm mother-lovin' toothless

And all these people jealous cause they know I'm always poppin

I'm never stoppin' this, in a party you should know I'm always rockin' this

All these hoes, they gettin' mad cause I be blockin' chicks

Cause they not rockin' with me, if I let them in, I'ma have low self-esteem

I don't have low self-esteem, cause my money so astounded

I'm running up a check, that's why you always see me countin

And I'm downin' three bottles with some mother-lovin' models

This is how I go, this is what I show

Because I show speed, yeah, I'm mother-lovin' faster

Better hoe that speaks, that's why I'm the best actor

That's why I'm drivin' around in my mother-lovin' tractor

Mother-lovin' tractor, mother-lovin' tractor

I said shawty hit the floor, hit it low

All these people gettin' mad, they thinkin' that they Bakugo

Let it explode in your face, now you finna do the race

All these people gettin' mad, they thinkin' that they cannot pace themself

All these people thinkin' I didn't even embrace themself

Ballin' harder than a matrix, all these people in their spaces

Got me feelin' so bad, baby girl, I'm not racist

All these people thinkin' that, ayy, ayy

Yeah, I'm feelin' so bad, tattoo on my back

Yeah, I'm so damn rad, all these people thinkin' that I'm so damn fat

Yeah, I need to lose some weight and get a six-pack

Instead of eatin' Big Macs

Oh, you breath stink you better freakin' pop a Tic Tac

The way the people lookin' at you, they don't wanna chit-chat

Like, damn, lil' mama, I don't really wanna know

Everyone know what I did wrong

I got the Glocks, I pop the lock in my pocket

I do my dance, and I finna launch a rocket

I finna go to space

And we create all of the, all of the things I made

I mean, we made my bed, that's it