OBN Dev!

Bitch, gang

I can't name a ****, that don't like me

Who ain't broke, I'mma walk in Neimann Marcus

Spend 3,000 on a coat

You got 300 in that picture, and yo' mama bought your clothes

I be big band spendin' this is Gucci on my toes

I'm a liar and a cheater

I ain't cuffin' on these hoes

If the promoter don't pay me I ain't comin' to that show

Got an embosser and a puncher wit' me

When I hit the road

I got a smile on my face

Every time I get a pro

Can you please get out the store?

We all know you can't afford it

You be lyin' in yo' raps that's why nobody gon' support it

All my clothes from outta country

I hope I don't get deported

I ain't beefin' with that ****, everyday I spend his mortgage

You just got yo' paycheck, I made that a hunnid times in a day

You been savin' for a year, I make that every single day

These rappers in my city, be snitchin', they be lyin', they be fake

They can stop every method, I'll still find another way

You a lame, and you broke

You can't make the bread I make

When I'm swipin', I ain't nervous

I'll never make mistakes

We'll slide an' take yo' ice

Like we luh to go and skate

I know Karma finna get me, for these promises I break

**** really walk around with no money in they pocket

**** really drivin' cars, less expensive then my closet

Red beam on the Glock, I ain't finna miss my target

The hottest rapper in the city, **** know I go the hardest

I can't name a ****, that don't like me

Who ain't broke, I'mma walk in Neimann Marcus

Spend 3,000 on a coat

You got 300 in that picture, and yo' mama bought your clothes

I be big band spendin' this is Gucci on my toes

I'm a liar and a cheater

I ain't cuffin' on these hoes

If the promoter don't pay me I ain't comin' to that show

Got an embosser and a puncher wit' me

When I hit the road

I got a smile on my face

Every time I get a pro