(What are you doing—? What are you doing—?)

Yeah

This ho say she got nobody close

Bitch, I know you a ho (Ho)

Bitch, I know you gon' float

Bitch, I ain't doin' the most

If I need a vacation, I'll fly to the coast

Dose (Shit)

Yeah, trippin' off dose

Celebrate, make a toast

Get some money, then ghost

We ain't gotta think 'bout hope

We ain't gotta worry 'bout shows

Only is sold out shows

Too much money, got fucked up clothes

I used to think 'bout a rope

Love all over, no Pope

Love, I don't wanna boast (Shit)

When I die, I'ma need everybody close

Tell the government I still owe stuff

Get the camera so they see a closeup

All the labels gon' tax my old stuff (Yeah)

Get the money, make sure you don't choke

Spendin' half of the money on dope

Spend two quarters on hoes

Huh, still never been on a boat

And this label tried givin' me money to open me up

Stepdad get forced in the club

Feelin' pressure, I don't wanna screw this shit up

I got homies that's signed and they fucked

Told her, "Shorty, I'm signed," and she fucked

And she fucked, huh

This ho say she got nobody close

Bitch, I know you a ho (Ho)

Bitch, I know you gon' float

Bitch, I ain't doin' the most

If I need a vacation, I'll fly to the coast

Dose

Yeah, trippin' off dose

Celebrate, make a toast

Get some money, then ghost

We ain't gotta think 'bout hope

We ain't gotta worry 'bout shows

Only is sold out shows

Too much money, got fucked up clothes

I used to think 'bout a rope

Love all over, no Pope

Love, I don't wanna boast