I just need my space right now

You know it don't stop bitch its money coming

Tryna figure out how to ball for a hundred summers

I got ninety-nine problems, my left wrist a hundred

I think **** got a problem 'cause his bitch I'm fuckin' (Oh yeah)

Pink 50, blue 100s, this a candy cane

Pussy good, get whatever, but the wedding ring

Pray I be rich forever and I never change

Hit it back with more flavors than Better Made

How you fucking with me and **** seven days? (Weak)

This shit done finally hit me, **** scared of paper

I'm the ex-****, she can never shake

Spilling clean, twistin' za till I levitate

I wake up and do shit **** dream

I ain't going back and forth, I ain't Marty Supreme

Run the whole operation from the back like Kareem

I was matte black tinted out, inside bleedin'

Bounce out friends and family shit from next season

I was geeked up, skeeted in this bad bitch kitty

When your dash 220, ain't no stopping for them people

**** hanging 'round a mob, now they thinking that I'm evil

Chrome Heart crosses 'cause I know that shit get evil

Trio **** with me, totin' pistols like they legal

Baby say I pay her no mind, so she leavin'

Bitch, you know that I ain't really trippin', I don't need you

That lil' shit you **** doin', that's nothin'

Big body, down the mile, that's nothin'

Hundred plus for my wrist, that's nothin'

Don't let a single come this way, lil' boy, I'ma flood it

That lil' shit you **** doin', that's nothin'

Big body, down the mile, that's nothin'

Hundred plus for my wrist, that's nothin'

Don't let a single come this way, lil' boy, I'ma flood it

Go and ask the folks, I put numbers on the boards

I put Louis's on the pedal, neighbors hate the engine noise

When you a real ****, ain't no gettin' no awards

Laughin' 'cause it's lame, happy with a bitch that I ignore

I come alive in the night, son, I'm too bright

This lil' shit was two hundred, movin' 'round with two pipes

Not to sit around, I'm a busta, move tight

White Cartier, this shit look like moonlight (Yeah)

If you one of mine, boy, you best be doin' right

If they goin' under, then you better do 'em right (Yeah)

Motion gang original, just ask and they'll tell you

"Face, what's your cologne?" Bae, that's racks, if you can smell it

Pockets fully loaded, had to wrestle with the check

I don't need no license when I'm really a cadet

Young, black, ignant, half a ticket on my neck

Spend so much, they let me kick it in the back

Start my closet over, givin' Ricky to my nephew

Say she got a Coke, come put a hickey on my dick, bitch

Embarrassed 'bout this Tris I'm finna sip

Retired, let my kids fuck with kid flicks

That lil' shit you **** doin', that's nothin'

Big body, down to mile, that's nothin'

Hundred plus for my wrist, that's nothin'

Don't let a single come this way, lil' boy, I'ma flood it

That lil' shit you **** doin', that's nothin'

Big body, down the mile, that's nothin'

Hundred plus for my wrist, that's nothin'

Don't let a single come this way, lil' boy, I'ma flood it