This the juice, this the squeeze

This the pulp, this the stream

This the dinner for you rats

I serve a platter full of cheese

This the money, this the car

This the luxury I ball

This them money conversations

Pick the phone up, got no call

This not a joke, this is for real

Calling up ADIDAS, I got a deal

Gimme a week, and I'll make a mill

Cook up in the kitchen, grits for a meal

Grits for a meal, I am the meal

Body on meh, but my bars are for real

Call me The King cause I find that ideal

I'm whipping it fast in my automobile

But that is unfortunate, spinning the wheel

Just pray to God that Jesus take the wheel

I ain't granting no wishes, I'm not blue like Will

Bitches my sons, but they not in my will

Bitches want beef, but I'm ordering veal

Bitches ain't happy, they ordered the meal

My life is a highlight, so replay the reel

Life filled with Love, I'm Loni, The Real

I'm making moves, I'm signing deals

Not soft or micro, not gating that Bill

Her body a bargain, now that is a steal

I'm not David but I might cop-a-feel

With money I ball, call me Lucille

Curly haired, pink, might make her squeal

I stay consistent, like I'm in sync

But I'm bringing sexy back, Mrs. J Biel

This the juice, this the squeeze

This the pulp, this the stream

This the dinner for you rats

I serve a platter full of cheese

This the money, this the car

This the luxury I ball

This them money conversations

Pick the phone up, got no call

I got some money but I never had it

I gave my pitch, but I never batted

Not Falling in Line, balling like Madden

I'm popping these puppets, start up in Manhattan

This spot is reserved

Go try and take it and you'll get fined

Now they wanna pull out

Cause they know they card declined

I am the tea, no I am Tee

Want me to come, pay me the fee

I stay in drive, no cruise, Penelope

Wake up on me bitches like I dropped the Z

Hunnid on the wrist, more like 450

Big poppa, big tee, bad boy like Diddy

We know you didn't fuck her, didn't even grab a titty, oh

Thinking that you're better, nah nah hassadiddy

Looking a lemon, we know that you're bitter

Fingers on trigger, more like a typing Twitter

Salty like Peppa, you the runt of the litter

Boy you my son, I ain't even get a sitter

Get off my tip bro, I ain't it bro

Want the fit tho, it don't fit tho

How bout you tell em' how much I made you

Plead the fifth tho

This the juice, this the squeeze

This the pulp, this the stream

This the dinner for you rats

I serve a platter full of cheese

This the money, this the car

This the luxury I ball

This them money conversations

Pick the phone up, got no call

I know motherfuckers think they mad shit

I know you the Staffy, I'm the Mastiff

(Um sir, call for Tee)

Multiple minuses

Call me your highness-es

Divide the unity

This game ain't new to me

Almost a decade, and

King is still kicking it

I'm Sagi-the-tarius

So I ain't tearing this

I'm adding it up, I heard you inquired this

Say that we're equal, but I hear the biases

They itching to be me, like they got Psoriasis

I'm clearing out bitches, like they be my sinuses

These bitches I carry, I know how Mariah is

They could be ill, I'm COVID to viruses

I like her arch, she part of the diocese

I'm friend to God, name Jedediah is

I could point you to the exit, yeah you need to go

Got you begging to the bakeries, you need the dough

What I do in stu, that's a need to know

And where I make my bread, that's a kneed to dough

This the juice, this the squeeze

This the pulp, this the stream

This the dinner for you rats

I serve a platter full of cheese

This the money, this the car

This the luxury I ball

This them money conversations

Pick the phone up, got no call

This the pulp, the squeeze

This the pulp, the stream (Let's go)