[Verse 1: twikipedia]
Party rock, I can't walk
Cause I'm sippin' on this motherfuckin' Wock'
So much my money, I lost track of what I bought
Got the sniper with the scope and now I'm aiming like a bot
Then you tell me it's okay, making too much money on my face
No I can't be motherfucking fake
Love to talk down, love the talkin' shit
If he keep on fucking talking, then I'll pull up with a glick
Love to hate me, you not really making guap
Don't DM me, I'm not really tryna talk
Give a fuck bout the time but I'm still gon' buy a watch
Making money, they can just sit back and watch

[Verse 2: Ways]
Get away from me, Glock in my pocket, bitch
NOVA going up and you know that we ain't stopping bitch
All my brothers feelin' this, you know they always hitting licks
If he talking shit (f-f-fuck) then he getting hit
Diamond on my chain, yes I'm flexxing
If she don't hit my phone then I ain't stressing
She said "You're the best, Ways"
I'm the best there is
If you talking shit stopping ain't matter
Diamond on my chain, yes I'm flexxing
If she don't hit my phone then I ain't stressing
She said you're the best Ways
I'm the best there is
If you talking shit tell me it ain't matter
[Verse 3: twikipedia]
She said I was better but I never changed
Only thing that change about me, I make money everyday
Only thing they hate about me, I make way more than they say
If he thinking he can top me then somebody go and tell him he insane
When I'm walking to the bank
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[?] don't know your name
And, no, you're not getting payments, get the fuck out of my lane