I remember math class, I ain't do shit, I would just xan out

Now a **** got millions, give a fuck about my teachers now

**** try to cross me, I'll crucify them like they a preacher, oh

All my **** get money, best believe we spend that on sneakers, oh

Gucci on my feet, only wore it once

I wasted my cash, yeah, but I don't give a fuck

I made that shit back, yeah

I made that shit back, yeah

Dior on my outfit, only wore it once

Shit I wasted all my cash, yeah, I don't give no fuck

'Cause I'm gon' make that shit back, yeah

Uh, I'm gon' make that shit back, yeah

Look at your bitch and the way that I hit her, I think she in love

Talkin' that shit, you get done like a double, a hundred in the strip club

All my **** get money all day, I told ya, I told ya

You don't want no problems, I'm with soldiers

Yeah, 150 with me, with me

Chopper is with me, with me

Tell 'em come get me, get me

That little bitch needs to suck my dick

Won't give her no kissy kissy

Suck on my dick so hard I thought she left a hickey, hickey

Oof, she a thottie, that's a icky vicky

Hooh, wishin' for that burner, feel like Timmy Timmy

I remember math class, I ain't do shit, I would just xan out

Now a **** got millions, give a fuck about my teachers now

**** try to cross me, I'll crucify them like they a preacher, oh

All my **** get money, best believe we spend that on sneakers, oh

Gucci on my feet, only wore it once

I wasted my cash, yeah, but I don't give a fuck

I made that shit back, yeah

I made that shit back, yeah