What did you say, ****?

It's DJ Bop, got a bad bitch giving me top

I'm chasing the money, I'm getting a lot

I put that shit on when I'm out on the block

Bitch, I'm the best, B-E-S-T

Know I get paid in GSD

I do this shit daily, it's rinse and repeat

I do this shit daily

Sip purple, that shit got me lazy

Two blunts got my eyes real hazy

I'm with two thots and they brown like gravy

All of these hoes, they can never amaze me

Lame ass hoes that be tryna belittle me

**** act hard, but they really a kid to me

Claim that I'm broke, but you gotta be kidding me

Not here for the moment, you cannot get rid of me

Kidding me? Bitches in love with the energy, feeling me?

****, can't ride on this wave, you an enemy

**** be liars, they fuck up the imagery

Bitches be lying, they think they slick

Bitch wanna fuck, I'ma give her a kiss

Don't want a cuff, I'ma pass that bitch

Flex on the net, man, I had that shit

Riding in the demon, it's all black

I got a scat pack, look like a Hellcat, ****, it's clean and quick

****, I'm pleading the fifth, if a cop stopping me, then I'm fleeing this bitch

Yeah, bitch, I'm a go for real

They call her the goat, just give me that throat and now you can go for real

Uh, I'm letting you know for real

I'ma just pop me some pills to get me some sleep I might just be out for a week

Uh, I took a jet out to Rome, I started to roam, these bitches won't leave me alone

I'm rapping this shit off my dome, I don't need the studio, doing this shit from my home

This cash flow will always be flowing, it looks like an ocean

I'm throwing that shit and it's floatin

I'm doubling up on my cup and it's potent

I'm drinking too much, I don't know where I'm going

She gon' drink too much, tell the bitch, "Don't spill my cup"

She wanna link and fuck, I fuck with a nasty slut (nasty)

Running her checks in commas, doing that shit every month (yeah, commas)

I think about too much, I'm stuffing it all in the blunt

Windows are tinted, five percent, **** can never see in it

A man on a mission, I'm minding my business, a **** cannot see my vision

I'm always in first and you always in last, lil' bro, get out my division

I'm moving too fast, my foot on the gas, I just took a trip to the city

Uh, I took a jet out to Rome, I started to roam, these bitches won't leave me alone

I'm rapping this shit off my dome, I don't need the studio, doing this shit from my home

This cash flow will always be flowing, it looks like an ocean

I'm throwing that shit and it's floatin

I'm doubling up on my cup and it's potent

I'm drinking too much, I don't know where I'm going

She gon' drink too much, tell the bitch, "Don't spill my cup"

She wanna link and fuck, I fuck with a nasty slut

Uh, uh, I wanna break her back

And pull out the tracks, you know I ain't giving them back

Riding in the Maybach, listening to

Maybach Music, I kick up my feet and relax

A man on a mission, I'm minding my business, a **** cannot see my vision

Uh, I'm sipping that Wock' and I don't wanna talk to the **** that steady be tripping

I can't be around these ****, I'm doing my thing and I promise right after I'm dipping

I bet on myself every time, I'm on the rise, y'all **** decline (let's go)