Bitch I'm floating in my section

If you want it you can get it

I got hoes in every city

Call a bitty we get litty for a little

Then I'm outtie double dribble

What's the deal with it?

Yeah I know you gotta man

What's the deal with him?

And you know I gotta plan

Keep it real witcha'

I don't really understand

How to deal witcha'

I do what I can I will never eat witcha

Break bread but I won't get a meal witcha

Mind on infinity

Crazy bitches into me

You can prolly find me

Somewhere where the money be

The truth ain't comforting

You mumbling I'm humbling

I sting you like a honey bee

I swear I got a money tree

Uh

Got me feelin' like the GOAT

Say you really got it but I know you really don't

Studio office

Just when they thought that I lost it I caught it

Just when they thought that I wasn't I'm on it

You ain't really got what it takes if I'm being honest

Chick named August

She my fondest

Most flawless goddess

On the missed calls list

Pull up in exotics

Lookin' like Sonic, in a fuckin' rocket

Zoom

And that's why they wanna swallow me

Model bitches on the telly tellin' me 'bout ketamine

Yeah I'm one of the greatest

The hoes that I dated

Could strip out in Vegas

I'm blatantly famous

Put dick in her anus my dick game is dangerous

The waitress got my all of my hits on her playlist

Uh

I ain't really gotta say shit

You hated and copied and pasted my latest verbatim

You fakin' to fit in

And I'm out here making statements