I done took it where they wouldn't go

I been with my **** from the go

You was flossin' all that money, where it go?

You be hustlin' on the corner, where the dough?

You be flexin' on the Gram, where your hoes?

Say you pull up in the foreign, where your Ghost?

I swear the ones that ain't got shit do the most

I swear the ones that ain't got shit talk the most shit

Like how you let them **** slide on you

Like how you let them **** ride on you

Yeah, your **** with you probably bailed on you

Yeah, surprised them **** didn't tell on you

Yeah, you lookin' like you got an L on you

I might go Training Day Denzel on you

Yelling, fuck these crooked cops, Sean Bell on you

These streets cold as ice cream, I go Pharrell on you

Whoa

I done took it where they wouldn't go

I been with my **** from the go

You was flossin' all that money, where it go?

You be hustlin' on the corner, where the dough?

You be flexin' on the Gram, where your hoes?

Say you pull up in the foreign, where your Ghost?

I swear the ones that ain't got shit do the most

I swear the ones that ain't got shit talk the most shit

The brokest **** in the building be the loudest

Oh man, these **** need a stylist

Call up Hazelton and tell her that I sent you

Aw bae, I broke your heart, I never meant to

I call up Chubby Chub and find out what we into

She got an ass like Khloe and a face like Kendall

And she ballin', you gonna make me put some D on you

Had to foul baby, I go referee on you

I done took it where they wouldn't go

I been with my **** from the go

You was flossin' all that money, where it go?

You be hustlin' on the corner, where the dough?

You be flexin' on the Gram, where your hoes?

Say you pull up in the foreign, where your Ghost?

I swear the ones that ain't got shit do the most

I swear the ones that ain't got shit talk the most shit

I call the shots and then the shots hit you

But **** know it's personal when the bucks get you

I can see it in your eyes, ain't no heart in you

Then only time you're barking is when your dogs with you

I cut a few ****, aiming, stressing

To felly Kevin, no more bitches on his guest list

Fuck the police, we got no rights, I need more ice

Disco ball, talking strobe lights, yelling, more life

Whoa

I done took it where they wouldn't go

I been with my **** from the go

You was flossin' all that money, where it go?

You be hustlin' on the corner, where the dough?

You be flexin' on the Gram, where your hoes?

Say you pull up in the foreign, where your Ghost?

I swear the ones that ain't got shit do the most

I swear the ones that ain't got shit talk the most shit