Can't change your mind, you been workin, I know it's soft, thank the surgeon

Pop that M and peep that blitz, yeah I'm on point, I'm observin

Yeah that pain, I handle shit, carry it like I'm Irvin

And I don't do nothin' for the cam, but catch my angles for certain

She a sexy lying, demon, dressed like angel for sure

We was leanin' while we speedin' purple stains on her shirt

I lay low and pop out cleaner, can't believe it, it's merch

She wan' blow like it's Chicago, was just callin' me gang

Yeah that money go, where I go, every dollar the same

She went Van cleezy on her wrist, neck, arm and her ring

These diamonds queasy, look like piss, cost a arm and a leg

And where I'm from, we pour up tris, but we ain't callin' it drink

We ain't callin' it drink, we just callin' it juice

Got more hoes than OVO, but we ain't got the same Drake

Type of shit before you pop out, you gotta sit back and think

We ain't got the same name, we ain't got the same rank

For my young ****, just wanna hop out, drill some for me

Five thousand, all it take on your head, call that one ****

Talkin bout five thousand, all it take on your head, call that one ****