Damn, I really came in swaggin'

Be wit' them young **** that's gon' get that bag in

They say I act Hollywood, I ain't even actin'

Hood-Hood bitch, she say I'm attractive

That bitch saw my money, she was overreacting

I got drip for real, bitch, these not no chain reactions

My chains on, it hit the sun, and it's reactin'

I failed math, but cut you off, bitch, I know subtraction

She walk 'round in lingerie, that shit very distractin'

You want a way to make money? Weed is fast at that

I'm out the streets, so you know it ain't no backtrackin'

That's your bitch? Well, she gave me that back action

And RIP Lil Mister, 'cause it's no lackin'

Can't beef wit' a fuck **** not in my tax bracket

It's not even cold, spent a band on a jacket

I'm tryna stay home, but every day I'm crackin'

My blood a street fighter, it keep on attackin'

And she just want our love to be everlastin'

But I can't ever love, no, I can't love that bitch again

F-F-Fuck love, I just love some, might just fuck up on her friend

Pussy ass **** be fake, I can't even trust my kin