(Yeah, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)

(Damn, King, how you do that?)

Ho don't think I weigh too much, we outta luck, my scale broke

I only got three of 'em left, give me a second, cell phone

You want it softer, I can have it harder than some shell toes

A hundred force, a boxing strip, my people in the jails know

Ho don't wait, that's too much weight, man, I think the scale broke

You still got the same time, what the fuck you tell for?

I ain't met too many **** in my life who sell more

Ho don't wait while I replace it, man, I think the scale broke

Ayy, ho don't wait while I replace it, think the scale might be off

The only way I fuck with ice is if they turn the gels off

It take too long, can't have you waiting, better call the cell off

I have it loud in here, it's Coachella, can't turn the smell off

I ain't in L.A. or Miami, but I've been rolling loud

I seen lil' bag be turned up to the max and I can't turn it down

It was white like Elon Musk, but look at how I turned it brown

If they give you more than two years, these bitches won't hold it down

They come in and then I whip 'em, I treat 'em just like a slave

We gon' treat 'em like a secret, we takin' 'em to the grave

If I give you something better, have my chips like Better Made

I think the scale is the best invention that was ever made

Ho don't think I weigh too much, we outta luck, my scale broke

I only got three of 'em left, give me a second, cell phone

You want it softer, I can have it harder than some shell toes

A hundred four, it's a boxing strip, my people in the jails know

Ho don't wait, that's too much weight, man, I think the scale broke

You still got the same time, what the fuck you tell for?

I ain't met too many **** in my life who sell more

Ho don't wait while I replace it, man, I think the scale broke

Ho-hold up, bro, I can't eyeball it, man, my vision ain't that good

I ain't goin' for no ho shit, I'm a villain in my hood (at all)

I just got some love from Unkin', just like Megan, that shit good (Megan good)

If you stay in Louisville, I made a killin' in your hood (for real)

A **** say he sendin' out, bro, let me shoot off some too (how much?)

You know if it ain't that strong, then I can't do my one-two (hey, do it)

Hey, fuck a counter, I'll count them strips until my thumbs blue (good, good)

My young **** just like Metro Boomin', they got drums too

I just fucked a bitch in Blockter, bro, the city boys up (we up)

I be droppin' off that food, I just give them boys lunch (uh-huh)

I'm only frontin' what you buyin', I can't give these boys much

If they get picked up when they leave me, I just pray them boys hush me

Ho don't think I weigh too much, we outta luck, my scale broke

I only got three of 'em left, give me a second, cell phone

You want it softer, I can have it harder than some shell toes

A hundred-four, it's a boxin' strip, my people in the jails know

Ho don't wait, that's too much weight, man, I think the scale broke

You still got the same time, what the fuck you tell for?

I ain't met too many **** in my life who sell more

Ho don't wait while I replace it, man, I think the scale broke

Ho don't wait while I replace it, man, I think the scale broke

Ho don't wait while I replace it, man, I think the scale broke