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Under 30, made the Forbes list

I'm a walking script, record me

This a 30 in a 40

Switch made it hit fast as hell

Bitch told me she pray for me, told her pray for brodie them in the cell

I don't got no stylist, Marni shoes and pants, I'm fresh as hell

Yes, I know what happened

I ain't no rat so I ain't gon' never tell

You can follow, Baby won't lead you wrong, bro, I ain't gon' never fail you

Big was tryin' to show me the right way to go, I was so rebellious

Whatever they doing don't bother me, bro, I'm oh, so careless

You the type of guy that want for "I" for real, you oh, so selfish

I'm the type of guy ready to die for this shit if it's gon' prevail us

I can't slip, look at this shit I built, I know they trying to nail us

Give her two, three thousand off the rip, she say she want her nails done

Cuban links on just because

This shit really from the mud

We handle the business like gentlemen, I can't rock with thugs

Jeff can get ten Ms if he needed it, you know I rock with Thug

All my **** Jack in the Boxes playing, we popping up

Pop up with no switches on, pop up with that shit on

Pop up like my granny, grandma, granny, lot of chains on

I might pop up with yo' bitch, later on I'll send her home

I heard he heard I hit his bitch, so he don't like to hear my songs

She say, "Wick you make me sick", how? And I'm yo' medicine

Ain't gay, don't go that way at all, but I love that **** Benjamin

Chop stick, grah, pow-pow-pow-pow, keep that for the robber men

Foreign fabric, cars, and hoes, I'm the only thing American

I stuffed a million in a duffle, Smurf dollars blue color

Pull up big body, Brabus trucks the new Hummers

Told me I lay the pipe right, I'm her new plumber

It's hard to interact with people, I come from the jungle

We some animals in designer clothes and jewelry

We got the same cars they drove on Fast and Furious

She ask me do I love her, I say, "You can't be serious"

Cold-hearted, touch my chest and you gon' brr

Super fast, I hit the gas, you hear her skrrt

22, 5, Lil Rico got 'em pure

I was standing on the block trying to get a rack to buy a Buick

Now I'm trim

Lamborghini boy, I know you seen that Urus

If I ever run into yo' bitch, yo' love life gon' be ruined

Take a break but ain't gon' never stop, this shit to be continued

From a trap house beating down the doors, to packing out a venue

When they catch 'em they gon' eat 'em up, I put 'em on the menu

Put piranhas on yo' ass

Three, four hunnid on yo' ass

Get the switch, he acting bad

Like yo' mama on yo' ass

My first deal was worth a couple mill'

I still was selling bags

Maggot bitches trying to tackle me, I'm stiff arming they ass

Google said my net worth five mill', I got that shit in cash

Every day my life go up and up, it's hard for me to get mad

I'm established, I might pop out cactus jack on like I'm Travis

They act happy but as soon you turn ya back, they try to stab it

I done manifested this shit

As soon as I see it, I'm going to grab it

I act humble but you can go and check my numbers, I ain't average

I been hearing shit 'bout you old washed up ****, I be laughing

You don't hear nothing 'bout my young **** 'cause they know to put on a mask, yeah

Pop out with a baddie with me

Pop out with Lil Dan 'em with me

Hop out with that cannon on me

He can't come, we banned lil homie