I'm done being humble, I'm done being humble

How could I be humble? I came from the jungle

There's no bag I fumbled, I'll go get another

There's no bitch I fumbled, I'll go get another

You can't match the number, watch the convo crumble

Ego on a hunna, never been a runner

There's no bag I fumbled, I'll go get another

There's no bitch I fumbled, I'll go get another

I know they schemin' on the kid, but who hasn't?

But screw ****, my **** got two hammers

With loose cannons, my **** they do damage

If there's a coup d'état, they sprayin' every single one of you who planned it

The way I'm feeling myself, I can't entertain an average

I got bread in both pockets, this a Rick Owens sandwich

It's 20 for a verse, 30 if you want an anthem

Do the math and calculate what we gettin' per annum

Move out, we're

Make way, we

Just know we're coming through

Move out, we're

Make way, we

Just know we're coming through

Move out, we're

Make way, we

Just know we're coming through

Move out, we're

Make way, we

Just know we're coming through

Wahala, palava, I really hate drama

If anything is catchin' up to me, it ain't karma

She tryna turn me on, I need the head like a charger

It's ironic that you are what you eat 'cause I'm an asshole

My dargs know I had lines like a barcode

Had dark, snow, in my Stone Island cargos

Albufeira and Faro, I'm Cristiano

Shittin' on these **** only mercy that I know is a-lago

I'm in Lagos not la-gos

Supercar convoy then you know it's us

My jeans so skinny I might get thrush

Ain't no pat-downs in the club, they make room for us

Move out, we're

Make way, we

Just know we're coming through

Move out, we're

Make way, we

Just know we're coming through

Move out, we're

Make way, we

Just know we're coming through

Move out, we're

Make way, we

Just know we're coming through