[Intro]
Aha

[Chorus]
Knew I wasn't meant for the industry, rap n***as chasin' the fame, they ain't chasin' no money
Priceless cut VVS in my mouth, got me smilin' and grinin', ain't nothin' be funny
Just lettin' it happen and put some bagets on my neck, I got water on me like the Zen
When it come down to chasin' that sack, I'on think it's a n***a alive who gon' really outrun me
Bitch, I'ma Top Dolla 2 Baby Junkie, sip Wocky like coffee, I'm gettin' a lil' chunkie
I open my mouth and the bitch said ''Dang'', that's how you know when you got it from Johnny
Whole closet look like a shop out of the country
Trap jump like a Chick-fil-A line on a Monday
I heard y'all spot ain't hittin' no shit, that bitch look like a Chick-fil-A line on a Sunday

[Verse]
I'm at your baby mama house, puttin' dick in that bitch in yo' free jean yo' daughter Lunchables
Snip a few pills in yo' drink and then rob yo' ass outside of the club
That's what you called a good huxtable
I hope a n***a don't think he untouchable
Stay out of my business and do some productible
And screw a lil' box on the back of my Glock, now that bitch fully ready and functional
N***as be tough when they full of them drugs, but be a whole bitch when they detox
Yeah, we popped your brother in his shit and you still makin' TikToks
Leave n***as funny like Chris Rock
Yo' bitch came through, made a beat with her mouth and her hands
She got on her knees and she beatbox
Brodie in the pen, doin' the same damn thing he locked up for, he just robbed a n***a for a G-Shot
Made the bitch eat the dick 'til she cockeyed
Still on the block with a Faygo and a bag of some hot fries
How we locked in if we ain't never locked eyes?
Handle innocent person and I don't know Wi-Fi
Yeah, we hop out the car and we still doin' drive-bys
Drive through and walk up on 'em like Popeyes
It don't even matter how the fuck it get done
As long as the bitch die, leave the boy wideyed
[Chorus]
Knew I wasn't meant for the industry, rap n***as chasin' the fame, they ain't chasin' no money
Priceless cut VVS in my mouth, got me smilin' and grinin', ain't nothin' be funny
Just lettin' it happen and put some bagets on my neck, I got water on me like the Zen
When it come down to chasin' that sack, I'on think it's a n***a alive who gon' really outrun me
Bitch, I'ma Top Dolla 2 Baby Junkie, sip Wocky like coffee, I'm gettin' a lil' chunkie
I open my mouth and the bitch said ''Dang'', that's how you know when you got it from Johnny
Whole closet look like a shop out of the country
Trap jump like a Chick-fil-A line on a Monday
I heard y'all spot ain't hittin' no shit, that bitch look like a Chick-fil-A line on a Sunday