[Chorus: Cholopunx]
This bitch hit my phone, she getting mad because I'm up now
Got a couple bands in my hand, show no love now, no fucks now
Keep the bands on me and a thang too
I Keep the bands on me and a thang too
Got a couple bands all in my hand like I'm the man
Fabric cost a check but I ain't pay shit 'cause I am
I got a couple bands all in my hand like I'm the man
Fabric cost a check but I ain't pay shit 'cause I am like

[Verse 1: Hella Sketchy]
Speeding in the coupe, forget an Uber
Just finessed your girl, you never knew her
I copped all of these clothes because they're newer
Yes I got the bands, I maneuver
I maneuver through the checks, I maneuver through these checks
Hoes on my phone calling, they keep sending texts
They just want the clout, hit me 'cause I'm up next
They just want the clout, hit me up 'cause I'm up next

[Verse 2: Cholopunx]
Money falling out my pants, shawty ask me what I sell now
I just hit the glo, these bitches all up on my cell now
Fabric cost a check, yeah shawty shoot the neck
Out here tryna die, popped a xanax on the jet, yeah
Had to get it on my own
No you can't relate bitch, get up off my phone now
I had to get it on my own
No you can't relate, don't hit my phone yea
[Verse 3: Shiro]
This bitch, she hit my phone because I'm on now
These bitches see these strikes, they tryna fuck now
Your shawty say she love me, what she on about?
She hit me then I block her, she just want my clout
I just made a band, I'm the man, I'm not gon' stop
A broke bitch I can't stand, I can't stand, I need the guap
Please come get your mans, he a fan, he wanna talk
Spent a couple grand on a bag on my phone

[Chorus: Cholopunx]
This bitch hit my phone, she getting mad because I'm up now
Got a couple bands in my hands, show no love now, no fucks now
Keep the bands on me and a thang too
I Keep the bands on me and a thang too
Got a couple bands all in my hand like I'm the man
Fabric cost a check but I ain't pay shit 'cause I am
I got a couple bands all in my hand like I'm the man
Fabric cost a check but I ain't pay shit 'cause I am like

[Verse 4: Marcelo]
Too much on my plate, boy, no you can't relate, boy
We are not the same, boy, I'm in my own lane, boy
You are such a lame, boy, I don't want the fame, boy
You are just the same boy, play these bitches like a gameboy
Run these bands up, gotta pull up in a new truck
I just run these bands up, I gotta stunt, I'm stanced up
I'm stanced up, yeah, I'm next up, yeah
I'm maxed out yeah, that's no doubt, yeah