**** ain't getting no money I told em let's do it

24 bands in my pocket I'm feeling like Kobe I'm finna go stupid

These **** ain't talking bout shit tryna beef with no money these **** be foolish

I stay to myself I can't trust no **** like metro she know I stay boomin

I told her let's fly to miami, we finna go hop in that jet (skrrrr)

Why this bitch she be calling my line, she know I'm not gon answer her text (uh huh)

These **** be broke boys, fucking on hoe boys feening for sex

She know I can't feen for that box I told her I'm tryna get neck

Okay

I had to stop for a minute these **** was getting me tight now I'm back on my shit

Member them days I was back in my bag writing these love songs how I can't trust on no bitch

Bitch Imma hop in that brand new skat finna cut up in lanes like Tokyo drift

**** be chatting like speak up **** ain't nobody heard you I feel like jay critch

I cannot beef with no bum ass **** no cap ass **** I stay out the mix

Anytime when I hop on a beat feel like Travis I do me some adlibs I tell em (it's lit)

I had some bands and I blew it in two

Back then used to play with this bitch like a flute

I heard your song man that shit it was poo

**** stay on my dick what the fuck you gon do

Got me balenci like what is the price

**** they be on my dick for the hype

She gon blow on my dick like a kite

5'8 but these racks finna up my height

In the spot tryna find my light

All this money she know I get right

You did it once but I'm doing it twice

I be cooking these **** like chicken fried rice

These **** mad cause I get it and take

Bitch im in bk just got me some bape

Yeah these **** be fruity and gay

I got my bag give a fuck what you say

Oh yeah

These **** be full of this chat

He try to run up on me finna pop on that boy feel like faygo im right off the map

I really be on my shit no cap

**** be sucking my dick tryna act

Yeah I can't fuck with no rats

Bitch i'm too nice posted up in the trap