(wxstwrld, bitch)

(Come on Chenzo, yeah)

I don't want your cash, bro, huh, I got too much

She said I'm an asshole, huh, I said, "So what?"

Pull up to the studio, yeah, we gon' roll up

Can't fuck with no groupie, nah, nah, told 'em, "Hold up"

Huh, told 'em, "Hold up," huh, told 'em, "Hold up"

Shawty, what you doin'? Don't open that door

Do that then we shootin', huh, huh, top myself, ho

Bitch, I'm my own student, huh, huh

I make my best songs whenever I go through it, huh, yeah

Stay with the winnin' team while you **** be losin'

She love my songs like that shit nicotine, yeah, yeah, yeah, she go stupid

Forgiato on the GLE, don't know which one I'm choosin'

Brodie got a lot of screws loose, you don't wan' see him lose 'em losin'

Huh, yeah, that's a fact-fact-fact

Gang got more sticks than forces in Iraq-raq-raq

**** chat-chat-chat, they just yap-yap-yap

I don't text-text back, I don't text-text back, I don't text-text back

I don't interact, no, I don't ever text-text back

I don't text-text back, I don't text-text back

I don't interact, no, I don't ever text-text back

I don't want your cash, bro, huh, I got too much

She said I'm an asshole, huh, I said, "So what?"

Pull up to the studio, yeah, we gon' roll up

Can't fuck with no groupie, nah, nah, told 'em, "Hold up"

Huh, told 'em, "Hold up," huh, told 'em, "Hold up"

Shawty, what you doin'? Uh, don't open that door

Do that then we shootin', huh, huh, top myself, ho

Bitch, I'm my own student, huh

I make my best songs whenever I go through it

We got ARPs, baby, we got FMJs

We got everything for you for the holiday

I might buy a pint, yeah, bitch, from Chenzo, we like yin and yang

Half you **** don't even fuckin' know me, no, I don't need to explain shit

'Cause I'm high, I got money, baby, and you know I'm rich

'Cause I'm fly, I got everything on, bitch, I wear that shit

That you can't do, could've known that I couldn't save her

'Cause she was ran through, real fans still bump that "Cantu"

Yeah, huh, yeah, huh, yeah, huh, yeah, huh, yeah

Turn me up, huh, yeah, turn me up, don't turn me down

What the fuck? Huh, yeah, what the fuck goin' on right now?

Chopper clutched, yeah, yeah, it's on the seat right next to-

I don't want your cash, bro, huh, I got too much

She said I'm an asshole, huh, I said, "So what?"

Pull up to the studio, yeah, we gon' roll up

Can't fuck with no groupie, nah, nah, told 'em, "Hold up"

I don't want your cash, bro, huh, I got too much

She said I'm an asshole, huh, I said, "So what?"

Pull up to the studio, yeah, we gon' roll up

Can't fuck with no groupie, nah, nah, told 'em, "Hold up", huh

Told 'em, "Hold up," huh, told 'em, "Hold up," huh

Told 'em, "Hold up," huh, told 'em, "Hold up," huh

Told 'em, "Hold up," huh, told 'em, "Hold up," huh

Told 'em, "Hold up," huh, told 'em, "Hold up," huh