(Enrgy made this one)

You can split your last with them and they still don't appreciate it

I been shittin' for too long, I know them bitch **** still hate it

I'm really living how I want, when I was a kid, knew that I would make it

I got an icy-ass neck, take your life if you try to take it

I got six cars, they can't even all fit in my house

I love my bitch to death, but I'm cheating on my spouse

Bitch you know I'm rich as hell, made ten M's off my couch

I just left the steakhouse, when I leave, they take a bow

All my steaks be wagyu, that's a different type of cow

He got hit up with a drac, that's a different type of ouch

Serving bags in high school, I done started with an ounce

Got a switch and racks in my Goyard pouch

I been gettin' real money, need to take notes and learn

Head tap 'em with a forty, that shit hotter than a perm

You ain't even got no money, you ain't even trying to earn

Hit the road for the shows in them blacked-out Suburbans (Yeah)

****, I don't sip drank, swear the drank sip me

I'm thinking 'bout you, put your name on the back of my screen

The last time we was together, you ain't even say you had to leave

Think about you all the time, know you got me in your dream

I really split my last, I done gave **** bags

**** called just for favors, some called just to laugh

And don't compare me to no **** who dick sucking all these rappers

And **** know I'm baby bottle, I got Marni on my Pampers

**** fresh as hell, broke, they been moving ass— yeah

**** fresh as hell, broke, they been moving ass-backwards

If that bitch tampered with, swear to God you can have her

Once you take another dick, you can delete her whole chapter

Do 160 in the Urus, I'll never ever crash her

Shit comparing me to him? That's like Dior versus Thrasher

Shit, my money long as hell, it's like from Van Dyke to Lahser

Yeah

I'm a young rich—

I'm a young rich bastard

I'm a young rich bastard

I'm a young rich—

Forever

For life