Yeah, yeah

Yeah, slatt, yeah, yeah

Slatt, slatt

Yeah, bankroll as tall as a center

Everything you try to do, yeah my gang do better

I'm on a whole 'nother level

VVS just on the wrist, that's a whole new bezel

Lil' bitch, this a Chrome Hearts sweater

I'm with D Rich in the spot, make it hot like weather

Yo bitch on my hotline, cellular

Tell her to pull up, and she eat dick like Popeyes special

Push up in a hot rod, huh

Said that it smoke, **** pop off, huh

Thought she was a saint, when she came over here, started playin' with balls like it's Top Golf, huh

Too many **** tryna diss on my name, thinkin' they lil' shit finna pop off, huh

That lil' ho said I'm rich, ho you not wrong

In the field, I'm the motherfuckin' top dog

A young **** been swervin' in traffic

That lil' bitch is so overdramatic (C'mon)

When I'm done, I'm gon' throw her and pass it

Bankroll on bankroll, gotta keep on addin' (Yeah)

New designer shit, throwin' on fashion (C'mon)

**** broke, that's why we always clashin'

In that AMG, doin' the dashin'

That lil' ho wouldn't fuck with me back then

Fuck that stream, I ain't into reactions

**** know I'm way better than that shit

Turn up the crowd on the stage, I went back, shit

Spend a bag, and watch me make it backflip

And I'm never goin' out like that kid Pulled up to the stu' and he got whacked quick

I could see him lookin' like a fat bitch

Scored on the drank, **** like a hat trick

Huh, we got drank, pull up, bitch

We got bags, pull up, bitch

I'm tryna geek up, not tryna exist

Blunt like FIFA, shit got some kick

I-I got fat wallet, bitch

****, I been poppin' my shit

Whole lotta hoes tryna chill in the 'Vette

Countin' through blue hunnids, like I'm Nem

Hey, hey

He think he smarter than us, you's a backdoor

I smoke a blunt in the air, now I'm back, ho

I fuck a ten, and turn her into a pass on

7.62 turn lil' bro to a casserole

Leave him dead in the ground, like it's Astro'

Blunt like the size of my finger, no cap, ho

Put a cap on his ass, now he capped out

Rockin' KA$HWAYZ around here, you get slapped, ho

Or get slapped on, sippin' Wock', but I'm tryn' get my act on

Fine shit, I'm tryn' get in her backbone (Yeah)

I'm with twin in the 'Vette, rollin' fat cones (Yeah)

Spend a band on my fit, made it back in like one day

Too rich, they call me a "Asshole"

That lil' ho on my dick 'cause she fuck with my feng shui

I'm the one she tryna smash on

Yeah, bankroll as tall as a center

Everything you try to do, yeah my gang do better

I'm on a whole 'nother level

VVS just on the wrist, that's a whole new bezel

Lil' bitch, this a Chrome Hearts sweater

I'm with D Rich in the spot, make it hot like weather

Yo bitch on my hotline, cellular

Tell her to pull up, and she eat dick like Popeyes special

Push up in a hot rod, huh

Said that it smoke, **** pop off, huh

Thought she was a saint, when she came over here, started playin' with balls like it's Top Golf

Too many **** tryna diss on my name, thinkin' they lil' shit finna pop off

That lil' ho said I'm rich, ho you not wrong (C'mon)

In the field, I'm the motherfuckin' top dog

A young **** been swervin' in traffic

Swervin' in traffic

Skrrt, skrrt