You would think this shit too easy, look at the way I do it

Damn my phone, look like BGC, all my hoes into it

I got racks if I want him gone, I'll drop that bag, my ****'ll do it

Take one call, just need my phone, and that Glock go stupid

You in the trap with all them rats, them Mickey Mouse's I ain't goofy

House get raided, they find all the clips, I said these hoes for movies

These **** acting, and we know it's cap, they need to hop on Tubi

These **** rapping, I think they need to stop cause no that shit don't move me

All my thots inside the same room, I think I'm moving loosely

Bro said he want smoke, hop out the cut, now he can fit in LooseLeaf's

Money long as hell, I make it stretch, my pockets look like Luffy

Huh, what you know bout ****? Hold up, what you know bout ****

Huh, what you know about having opps and **** ducking

At the store, tryna get some drank, my ID say McLovin

I call up bro, know he got some drank and this ain't Robitussin

Trap jumping, fiends, junkies, bitch you know that you a flunky

How you tryna tell me something

You ain't never made no money

I got choppas, trigger fuck it

Making racks Monday through Sunday

High as hell can barely function

She eat me up like Egg McMuffin

Huh, what you know about having opps and **** ducking

At the store, tryna get some drank, my ID say McLovin

I call up bro, know he got some drank and this ain't Robitussin

Trap jumping, fiends, junkies, bitch you know that you a flunky