*Chorus*

I’m out the road I be home ina few, I do music nah I use to fuck with the Trap

I’ll be serving ya big Homie nah, probably charging’em double, they lucky I Rap

All of these diamonds they shining they click on my page, I make’em I get stuck on the App

I Bet might my life ona 10 or a 4, coming straight in the door, how tf I’m crap

We up the price ina drought, they going still pay

I catch ah opp with this bitch have a field day

Sit on his house, we going get’em the real way

**** be broke as bitch and want still play

I see ah flip in my head Ima cop it

I gotta get to bread make ah profit

They like hard foe they come, Ima Lock it

They Know I had the vixs running like Faucet

*Chorus*

I leave the club & go straight to my gun

All these **** want kill me, the hate I’m the one

Probably scaling some shit, probably mailing some shit

If I didnt pick up i was making ah Run

Too many shots In the whips we going get home

Send ya ass straight to the top like Hit song

Fuck her then I’m outta there, Ima get Gone

Block me right nah, bet not call off this my Phone

They know I’m the star of the show

They ain’t benching me

If they not uping my life, they ain’t meant to be

So many clothes in my closest, Thats still in the bag

I ain’t gotta go shop for century

Know I’m the goat, I should live on farm

Keep a new hoe pulling up to the Barn

Too many snakes I keep mowing the lawn

Play you going die **** know what we on

I ain’t athletic but running them packs

I ain’t spending no less then 100k in Saks

Shut down the store told me come to Back

You **** ain’t spending no money like that

I use to serve all the teachers & students

Had to fallback for to see how you moving

Too many hoes it feel like a illusion

Had to stop posting to keep down confusion

*Chorus*

I’m out the road I be home ina few, I do music nah I use to fuck with the Trap

I’ll be serving ya big Homie nah, probably charging’em double, they lucky I Rap

All of these diamonds they shining they click on my page, I make’em I get stuck on the App

I Bet might my life ona 10 or a 4, coming straight in the door, how tf I’m crap

We up the price ina drought, they going still pay

I catch ah opp with this bitch have a field day

Sit on his house, we going get’em the real way

**** be broke as bitch and want still play

I see ah flip in my head Ima cop it

I gotta get to bread make ah profit

They like hard foe they come, Ima Lock it

They Know I had the vixs running like Faucet

*Chorus*