[Intro]

Uhh, uh, ay, yeah
Oh, whoa, oh, whoa
Oh, whoa
And you know I had to kill this one

[Hook]
I just bought a new whip and the doors go up (that's a drop-top)
I don't trust these n***as, I won't open up, (and I don't trust a lot)
All these bitches fake, I never fall in love, (and I can't trust you baby)
I'm just tryna make my bands, take care of my mom (I'm making bands!)

[Verse 1]
I seen my day one locked up, I was thirteen
I remember cop cars at the school on Thursday
I been smoking loud pack the numb how much shit hurts me
I'm too busy on my grind I can't let these bitches hurt me
I want the money, but that on my mama (I do)
I get so high bitch I ride on an Appa
I want the Gucci and Dolce Gabbana
This is real gold and your shit look like copper
She call me daddy, hakuna matata
I'm popping the Percies while I'm off of the Flakka
All of the druggies keep fucking my chakra
Rainbow grill, shit looking like Starburst
She eat me like Starburst, I'm being honest
She giving me brain like she went to Harvard
100%, I don't need a charger
Why are you hating? (gang)
Honestly why are you hating (gang, gang)
Look at this money I'm making
You got to money you faking
You walk around wearing that fake shit
I walk around in some Bape shit
Cause my n***as go ape shit
I smoke a blunt, don't lace it
Triple S with the laces
Bitch I'm getting laid in
But this no vacation
I'm getting back to basics
I'm getting
Ay, yeah