(Big Emm)

Ayy (Brr)

(IceWater Black wit' da ahhh)

Ayy (Ayy)

I'm kickin' 'em out, I ain't doin' no wifin'

I'm goin' up, I ain't talkin' 'bout hiking

Gettin' to the money, these **** don't like it

Run up a check, and I ain't talkin' Nike

Green in my future, but I'm not a psychic

I'm the Batman, and I don't need a sidekick

These **** be hatin' on me and I like it

If you ain't gettin' no money, be silent

Ben Franklin stuffed in my Robin's

He ain't put in no work 'cause he jobless, ayy

Empty the clip, get to firing, ayy

Sound off hearing them sirens, ayy

Ain't talkin' Wayne, but I'm the fireman

Know I cook up and I don't need a pan, ayy

Make the pack fly like Peter Pan

Gucci on me, this not Dapper Dan

Ayy, chopper make 'em do the running man

Hit that bitch one time, won't never call again

Ayy, all my gang, want all us to win

**** be broke with they hand out borrowin'

You got some hittas, then call 'em then

I'm a leader, I don't do the following

I got hollow tips, but I'm not the Holloman

Bad bitch, and she is swollowin', ayy

Walk in the store, I want all of that

Can't buy no respect, so you bet' get your money back (Bitch)

Designer on me, and I'm mismatch

Cop me a P, and buss down like a Kit Kat

Glock on me, no, I ain't gettin' shit snatched

He wanna be the one, but I been that

If you put in your order, I send that

Stack that shit up, cop a Hellcat, ayy

Everything I speak, it's straight facts

These **** don't want no combat

Step on that boy like a doormat

Talkin' 'bout racks, then I entered the chat

I'm kickin' 'em out, I ain't doin' no wifin'

I'm goin' up, I ain't talkin' 'bout hiking

Gettin' to the money, these **** don't like it

Run up a check, and I ain't talkin' Nike

Green in my future, but I'm not a psychic

I'm the best man, and I don't need a sidekick

These **** be hatin' on me and I like it

If you ain't gettin' no money, be silent

Ben Franklin stuffed in my Robin's

He ain't put in no work 'cause he jobless, ayy

Empty the clip, get to firing, ayy

Sound off hearing them sirens, ayy

Ain't talkin' Wayne, but I'm the fireman

Know I cook up and I don't need a pan, ayy

Make the pack fly like Peter Pan

Gucci on me, this not Dapper Dan