Authentic or nothin'

Yeah

I just lift the roof up off the ceiling

I done ran them racks up to the ceiling

Body bags up in the mall, I gets a killing, yeah

Hundred million how I'm feeling, yeah

Uh, penthouse suite, **** can't eat what I eat

Foreign my feet, uh, I know the bitch hate when I leave

I just lift the roof up off the ceiling

I done ran them racks up to the ceiling

Run through hoes, young **** run through bags

That ho garbage, now a **** goin' through the trash (Get out)

I was goin' through withdrawals 'fore I got a coupe, now a **** goin' fast (Skrrt)

I'm the hottest **** breathin' right now so I know that your bitch gon' smash

Uh, no hotel, uh (Uh-uh)

Take that bitch on the backstreet, uh

This whip cost more than a hotel room

Get in the backseat, uh (Let's go)

Gucci tracksuit, uh, I ain't even goin' to a track meet (Oh no)

I got seven **** 'round me strapped

In case you **** wanna attack me (What's up?)

I got my whips out the galaxy

Head to Dubai, gotta palace me (Take off)

Young **** came from a tragedy (Uh-huh)

I walk like I'm money, I'm stackin' me

Lit, then I walk up to head honcho like, "What's happenin'?"

I walk out the mall, they like, "What happened?" (Murder)

I just lift the roof up off the ceiling

I done ran them racks up to the ceiling

Body bags up in the mall, I gets a killing, yeah

Hundred million how I'm feeling, yeah

Uh, penthouse suite, **** can't eat what I eat

Foreign my feet, uh, I know the bitch hate when I leave

I just lift the roof up off the ceiling

I done ran them racks up to the ceiling

Came up out the cell eatin' rice pops (For real)

I just take my gang shopping at Icebox

She whispered in my ear, like, "What your life like?"

Spend a hundred thousand, I got frostbite

Know what it is if the feds got 'em

Keep my lil' bitch in red bottoms (Damn)

I hit the strip club in a poncho (Versace)

They know about the crib, not the condo, ayy

What you know 'bout sippin' champagne up in Barneys? (Woah)

Gave that big mama forty, she say, "Ooh, he charming" (Woah)

Flood my neck with charms, they ring the alarm

**** can't do no harm, my garage look like a barn

Waistband, wanna taste me

**** can't face me, these **** can't race me

I just lift the roof up off the ceiling

I done ran them racks up to the ceiling

Body bags up in the mall, I gets a killing, yeah

Hundred million how I'm feeling, yeah

Uh, penthouse suite, **** can't eat what I eat

Foreign my feet, uh, I know the bitch hate when I leave

I just lift the roof up off the ceiling

I done ran them racks up to the ceiling

X, load me up

Uh, give me your back, fuck your name, fuck your number

I just walked up in his trap with my gun up (Give me that)

I'ma stack these racks up 'til the summer

Young **** tryna real come-up

Thirty racks stuffed in the backpack

MAC-10 make you go back, back

I roll the Rolls Royce back, back

Tell her proceed, no backtrack

Ayy, give me your dental, better yet, your mental

Never sentimental, baby, you're a memo

Ice on December

You were not a fan, you were not a member

How you makin' plans 'cause you with a winner

You was all summer, I was all winter

Barely makin' breakfast, now you want my dinner

You ain't tryna save me, really you a villain

How, I just kicked that bitch up out the ceiling

Yeah, yeah, yeah