Ayy, Nine9 really kickin' shit, you heard?

Nine9, made it!

Uhh, **** flex they bands, they look pitiful

And I be flexin' on these **** till it's critical

Swear these **** stealin' swag like a criminal

They can never get it right, man, that shit difficult

I be geeked up, you think I'm focused

OG in my lungs, what I'm smokin', yuh

Flexed up when a **** hit the surface, yuh

In the hills so I ain't got no service

**** flexin' wrong, I swear they defeat the purpose

Smokin' Backwoods, not no bong, I wake up, the birds chirpin'

I'm not from Atlanta but I'm in my zone

Was stuck in the trap, you can call it my home

Money keep callin', I pick up the phone

I was servin' the ice cream with no cone

Had to quit the lean, sippin' two styrofoam

You know what it is, I'm that dude

Rockin' designer, shit, I think it's cool

I hop out the Uber, I'm makin' a move

And I made this song, just so you can groove

Been on the block, what I got to prove?

Had to calm down, I got somethin' to lose

Had to pick the 'Rari, like I couldn't choose

Bitch, you know-Bitch, you know-Bitch, you know I'm the truth

Too much money, can’t walk in my shoes

Run it up, can't worry bout you

You wanna be me 'cause I'm droppin' the roof

Told my bitch, "Ben look better than you"

Fuck twelve, what the fuck is a rule?

Diamonds wet like a motherfuckin' pool

Icebox when you look at my jewels

Turn the A upside down like a bat

You talkin that shit, I ain't worried 'bout that

Smokin' on green like a black cat

Yo' rollie tickin like a hi-hat

Gettin' this cash, know **** mad

Workin' hard like I was my dad

Take his bitch, man, I feel like my dad

In a foreign car, man, I feel like my dad

Gettin' this cash, know **** mad

Workin hard like I was my dad

Take his bitch, man, I feel like my dad

In a foreign car, man, I feel like my dad, dad

Take his bitch, man, I feel like my dad, dad

Workin hard like I was my dad