Damn, Cheme, how you do that?

Yeah

I spent fifty-thou' on clothes and that's just in a light month

I fucked fifty-thousand hoes and I ain't even wife one

Can't put a switchy on that shit 'cause you don't got the right gun

Lil' blood stain on these kicks, look like Supreme White 1's

You talkin' crazy off that nose candy? We gon' wipe one

I pour this Wock' in first class and sleep until the flight's done

I don't even want that bitch, I want the short, dyke one

Ran up a quarter in, like, ninety days, yeah, that's a nice run, yeah

I put diamonds on my hoes, I like all my bitches lit

Lil' broski off the meds, everybody gettin' hit

Bustin' down a brick of f—, everybody gettin' rich

She keep blowin' up my line, someone tell him get his bitch

You ain't really in this mob, you ain't get your finger pricked

How you know them Percs is real? You ain't even see the 'script

I ain't been to sleep in weeks, I'ma probably need some Tris

I'ma probably need some Wock', bitch, I'ma probably need some top

My shooter like John Cena, he be out here slammin' shit

Everybody say they want that smoke till it get cancerous

Drippin' on the daily, fire on me like a candlewick

Your man would probably be alive if y'all was never ambushin'

Real chicken chaser, bad bitch taker

They call me Sosa Baby and my neck and wrist is blinging

They know I'm good at balling, pull up, Forgiatos crawling

Shut the fuck up, I hate when broke **** talkin'

Dippin' through my city, five-hundred thou' in all fifties

Young, rich-ass **** pull up in that foreign, tripping

And I came from the dirt, my favorite day the first

They taught me how to run that dog shit up, that's what I learned

****, I was in the trap when Sidekicks was hot

And when I die, I wish they could bury me with my fuckin' pot

Yeah, I'm makin' so much cash, they think I'm makin' cash

They think I'm makin' cash

I bought two Maybachs back to back, shit, I've been spankin' ass

Shit, I've been spankin' ass

I had to go get me some racks when mommy threw me out

Mommy threw me out

I woke up to some new money, yeah, like my tooth was out

Just like my tooth was out

And Quanny with no money, that's like Kobe with no rings

I made an oath that I won't lack 'cause I see shooters bleed

I wake up, look in the mirror, and I see dollar signs

Free the savages, keep the rats in there until they die

If you a rich ****, hold your wrist up in the sky

If you a rich ****, hold your wrist up in the sky

If you a rich ****, hold your wrist up in the sky

If you a rich ****, hold your wrist up in the sky

I spent fifty-thou' on clothes and that's just in a light month

I fucked fifty-thousand hoes and I ain't even wife one

Ran up a quarter in like ninety days, yeah, that's a nice run