My Way

Yeah, flexin'

Yeah, yeah, ay

Yeah, ay

Ay, yeah, ay

Shit been goin' my way

I got three cars in my driveway, driveway

Cost like five hundred thousand dollars, I ball all day

This is some Gucci, this not Prada, but I'm wet all day, ay

You cannot ball, I took your ball, come get your ball back

Boy, I am a real rockstar, that's why I look like this

Boy, I am a real trap star, no, you cannot cook like this

I got **** shootin' for me, if you die, boy, I'm not sorry

I got nine lives like a cat, if he shoot me, I just get back up

Bust at him, make him call backup (Whoop, whoop)

If they show up, choppa throw up

On they body, with these hot ass thunder bullets, feel like fire on your skin

I win, I won, boy, I'm that ****, bitch, I'm rich (Bitch)

And boy, it's really nothin' for me to come take your bitch (Come here)

I just might slide through, me and my crew might take your shit, ay

Baw$kee on my t-shirt (Bitch) and got sketchers on my kicks, ay

Shit been goin' my way, I got three cars in my driveway, driveway

Cost like five hundred thousand dollars, I ball all day

This is some Gucci, this not Prada, but I'm wet all day (Ay)

You cannot ball, I took your ball, come get your ball back

Boy, I am a real rockstar, that's why I look like this

Boy, I am a real trap star, no, you cannot cook like this

Boy, I am a real rockstar, that's why I look like this

Boy, I am a real trap star, no, you cannot cook like this