I heard they likin' the way that I spit it, they like how I talk my shit (brr)
Yeah, I walk out with that shit on "Where you bough that shit?"
(Like where I bought the shit)
I can show you somethin', watch this (yeah)
Ain't got shit for a nigga or a bitch (bitch, like what?)
Rocks up, ice on the wrist (wrist like, yeah)
I didn't never have this shit
Goin' back, goin' back (goin' back)
Know that, you know that (I am not goin' back)
Looks can be deceiving (no, I am not cool with that)
I only want to do what's needed (yeah, I only want)
I only won, yeah, I am the one
If I don't shoot, I pull up and then dunk (shit)
I can't get bored of this stuff (shit)
This money a whole lot of fun
I cannot stay on the phone these days, I gotta go take me a run
And I'ma just burn all of the pain away as soon as I light up the blunts (brr)
I might go psycho, lil' bitch, I might go psycho, lil' bitch
Yeah, you know I got shit on my chest, so this is the way that I vent (uh-huh)
I put my all in this shit (uh-huh), y'all just be talkin' this shit (uh-huh)
I got them Ks and my neck and my wrist, I just be ballin' and shit
Steppin' around all the snakes in the grass, I can just hear when they hiss
Every time lil' Faygo hop on the beat, he gon' rip that shit 'til no exist
I see your bitch up in the street, she throw it back for them rich niggas
Why they be mad? (Why they be mad?)
Just tryna count me up six figures
I heard they likin' the way that I spit it, they like how I talk my shit (brr)
Yeah, I walk out with that shit on "Where you bough that shit?"
(Like where I bought the shit)
I can show you somethin', watch this (yeah)
Ain't got shit for a nigga or a bitch (bitch, like what?)
Rocks up, ice on the wrist (wrist like, yeah)
I didn't never have this shit
Goin' back, goin' back (no, I am not goin' back)
Know that, you know that (I am not goin' back)
Looks can be deceiving (no, I am not cool with that)
I only want to do what's needed
I only won, yeah, I am the one
If I don't shoot, I pull up and then dunk (yeah)
I got diamonds on my fronts
Yeah, I got that bag in the trunk (yeah)
Bring me the cups
Feeling like, f*ck it, might throw that shit up (yeah)
But pour that shit up
It's slowin' me up (skrrt, skrrt)
I walk in the world like, "I don't give a f*ck" (yeah, skrrt, skrrt)
Come get your shawty, she hittin' me up (yeah)
Ayy, who in my way? (Ayy) I'm finna for blood
I don't rock GAP no more, I'm cleanin' it up (yeah, yeah)
Stab me in the back, lil' ho, you f*cked up my trust (yeah, you f*cked up that trust)
Like, how you gon' pick a side? You ain't in it for love (no, you ain't in it for love)
Yeah, how you gon' switch up now like we wasn't in it for nothin'
Yeah, and I put my heart up on these tracks (yeah)
Put the team on my back (yeah)
I heard they likin' the way that I spit it, they like how I talk my shit (brr)
Yeah, I walk out with that shit on "Where you bough that shit?"
(Like where I bought the shit)
I can show you somethin', watch this (yeah)
Ain't got shit for a nigga or a bitch (bitch, like what?)
Rocks up, ice on the wrist (wrist like, yeah)
I didn't never have this shit
Goin' back, goin' back (no, I am not goin' back)
Know that, you know that (I am not goin' back)
Looks can be deceiving (no, I am not cool with that)
I only want to do what's needed (yeah, yeah)
I only won, yeah, I am the one
If I don't shoot, I pull up and then dunk (shit)
I can't get bored of this stuff
This money a whole lot of