“Why should people care?”

“I don’t know”

Ay, ay, ay, ayyy

Ay, ay, ay, ayyy

Ay, ay, ay, ayyy

This lil bitch tryna rock my chain 'cause she just seen it on the gram

Think I seen her before, I might just beat it on the spam

I ain’t bleeding for no hoe, I’m only bleeding for the fam

God damn, feed the hot hand, I’m speeding through these bands, uhhh shh

Please don’t take me out the game

Had lil bro inside the back, he tryna practice on his range, uhhh

I want money; fuck the fame

I’ll sell a whole catalog before I go insane uhhh

I got bread before my name

I’ll sell a couple packs before I ever pawn a chain, uhhh

OCA can’t hold a lame, bitch, I’m really rich for real and they can tell 'cause it’s engraved, uhhh

Got my money up, ain’t no way I’ll be fucking witcha’

They don’t got my size in Balenciaga, that’s another issue

Ion got no time to play with bro, I’ll tell my brother get him

I talk to the whip like "Jarvis, can you pass my bro the pistol?"

Spinning that corner, I tell my bro don’t swing that dope

But the same **** inside your corner be the same one to go and save a hoe

Ain’t got no love for none of my ex’s, I don’t have a soul

She can’t fit inside my necklace, this shit lower than some rope

This lil bitch tryna rock my chain cause she just seen it on the gram

Think I seen her before, I might just beat it on the spam

I ain’t bleeding for no hoe, I’m only bleeding for the fam

God damn, feed the hot hand, I’m speeding through these bands, uhhh shh

Please, don’t take me out the game

Had lil bro inside the back, he tryna practice on his range, uhhh

I want money, fuck the fame

I’ll sell a whole catalog before I go insane, uhhh

I got bread before my name

I’ll sell a couple packs before I ever pawn a chain, uhhh

OCA can’t hold a lame, bitch, I’m really rich for real and they can tell 'cause it’s engraved, uhhh