This life shit a bitch, I know I made her blush

I walk in the studio, in a rush

I'm fuckin' on karma, switchin' up my luck (Yeah)

My boy finna slime you out, we in the cut

Don't text me no paragraphs, I'm in the mix

I'm still pushin' P, I'm blowin' through the blitz

I feel like SahBabii, pull up with a stick (Yeah)

I've been in that mode, crash dummy (Yeah)

Suicide doors, keep the bag runnin' (Yeah)

Tell me what you want, all cash, hundred

Ridin' 'round with a bitch that never had nothin' (Yeah)

Would you stick around if I ain't have money?

Girl, you bad, I might fuck around and splurge on it (Splurge)

When we back inside the city, bring them birds out

Flyin' 'round this bitch with the fur on it (Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up)

Number one, number one, yeah, the uno

My bitch tried to kick me out, she know judo

I still see the future, bitch, I went to Pluto

Bitch, I'm a big dog, I feel like Pluto

My boy finna slime you out, so don't get too close

Fuck me a bad bitch, told her, "Kudo"

I woke up, I'm filthy rich, so I got two doors

Just look at my neck and wrist, really timeless

Look at my neck and wrist, I'm really timeless

Pull up with a ten out of ten, they like, "Damn, where you find it?"

Shit, like, I don't even know, I was rollin' off a bean to be honest

Huh, huh, I told her she the one, and I'm lyin', but it fuck with my conscious

This life shit a bitch, I know I made her blush

I walk in the studio, in a rush (Yeah)

I'm fuckin' on karma, switchin' up my luck (Yeah)

My boy finna slime you out, we in the cut

Don't text me no paragraphs, I'm in the mix (Woo)

I'm still pushin' P, I'm blowin' through the blitz (Yeah)

I feel like SahBabii, pull up with a stick (Yeah)

I've been in that mode, crash dummy (Yeah)

Suicide doors, keep the bag runnin' (Yeah)

Tell me what you want, all cash, hundred

Ridin' 'round with a bitch that never had nothin' (Yeah)

Would you stick around if I ain't have money?

Girl, you bad, I might fuck around and splurge on it (Splurge)

When we back inside the city, bring them birds out

Flyin' 'round this bitch with the fur on it

Sir Mr. Cap-A-Lot, pseudoscientist

You've never seen the block you post online with (Yeah)

I'm really from the bottom, had to climb it

I'm really at the top, it took some time, shit (Yeah)

Pop me a G6 with my fine shit

Shades in the club, leanin' on my blind shit

You've seen my eyes roll behind my eyelids

You've seen the stars in the sky, I aligned it (Yeah)

Just look at my neck and wrist, really timeless

Look at my neck and wrist, I'm really timeless (Woo)

Pull up with a ten out of ten, they like, "Damn, where you find it?" (Woo)

Shit, like, I don't even know, I was rollin' off a bean to be honest (Woo)

Huh, huh, I told her she the one, and I'm lyin', but it fuck with my conscious (Yeah)

This life shit a bitch, I know I made her blush (Yeah)

I walk in the studio, in a rush (Yeah)

I'm fuckin' on karma, switchin' up my luck (Yeah)

My boy finna slime you out, we in the cut

Don't text me no paragraphs, I'm in the mix (Yeah)

I'm still pushin' P, I'm blowin' through the blitz

I feel like SahBabii, pull up with a stick (Pssh, pssh)

I've been in that mode, crash dummy (Yeah)

Suicide doors, keep the bag runnin' (Yeah)

Tell me what you want, all cash, hundred

Ridin' 'round with a bitch that never had nothin' (Yeah)

Would you stick around if I ain't have money?

Girl, you bad, I might fuck around and splurge on it (Splurge)

When we back inside the city, bring them birds out (Yeah)

Flyin' 'round this bitch with the fur on it