[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh-huh
Yeah, yeah, uh-huh
Yeah, yeah, uh-huh
(I just told Richie we rich)

[Chorus]
Yeah, these n***as not bigger than us, that's the truth
Yeah, I'm in the backseat, Maybach coupe
Yeah, bitch, I'm in the spot, microdosin' shrooms
Yeah, I hang with some real n***as and some goons
Yeah, she know I want her and her friend
I told my boy, go hop up in the Benz
Yes, I'm Lil' Lonely, baby, chasin' bands
These n***as, they sleepin' on me, they on xans
Yes, I'm with my real slime, shit get sticky, man, I might just havе to triple cross my mans
And I got my real n***as and they sticking with mе, while they tryna cross me out for bands

[Verse 1]
Fuckin' up my networth (Boy)
Just to get out of my DM, more than you done had
I could show you check work
Baby, we got juggs goin' for some bags
Show me what your chest like
Baby, 'cause we blowin' through pounds of that gas
Tryna live my best life
No, I can't cap this shit moving fast
Yeah, if he on the cash
Yeah, then we on his ass
Uh, yeah, say he keep that fire
Yeah, he cap, n***a, that's his dad's
Yeah, any n***a like I
Yeah, I'm really 'bout my cash
Yeah, I'm really 'bout my bag
Yeah, I don't sleep, I got bags, n***a
Designer bags, n***a
Buy my bitch, a new bag, n***a
Yeah, and I want a Trackhawk
Yeah, fuck a Hellcat, n***a
Yeah, and I'ma track 'em down, and hawk 'em
Yeah, I ain't even playin', n***a
Yeah, and I ain't even hearin' no talkin'
I ain't hearin' what you sayin', n***a
[Chorus]
Yeah, these n***as not bigger than us, that's the truth
Yeah, I'm in the backseat, Maybach coupe
Yeah, bitch, I'm in the spot, microdosin' shrooms
Yeah, I hang with some real n***as and some goons
Yeah, she know I want her and her friend
I told my boy, go hop up in the Benz
Yes, I'm Lil' Lonely, baby, chasin' bands
These n***as, they sleepin' on me, they on xans
Yes, I'm with my real slime, shit get sticky, man, I might just have to triple cross my mans
And I got my real n***as and they sticking with me, while they tryna cross me out for bands

[Verse 2]
Yeah, I got my real n***as and they sticking with me, while they tryna cross me out for bands
Yeah, and I think it's crazy, that day, was you fuckin' with me, now they tryna cross me out for bands
Yeah, I got this crazy ho, she keep fuckin' with me, and I don't think that she gon' last, dawg
Yeah, and I'm with my main ho, she keep fuckin' with me, but I think this shit could really last
Yes, I'm in first place, never been last
Yes, I came to break shit, I'm talkin' glass
Bitch, I do not breakdance, I'm countin' cash
And I always break bread, with my mans
They be on fake shit, and I can't take this shit, and I can't lie that shit is really sad
I just got a new ho, and I just broke her in, told her get a facelift, she lookin' sad
Yeah, cash, bitch, I'm 'bout cash
Yeah, I'm in the backseat, ridin' around with cash
Bitch, I'm on the top floor, ask 'em where they at
Hm, I can't see these n***as, guess they on they ass
[Chorus]
Yeah, these n***as not bigger than us, that's the truth
Yeah, I'm in the backseat, Maybach coupe
Yeah, bitch, I'm in the spot, microdosin' shrooms
Yeah, I hang with some real n***as and some goons
Yeah, she know I want her and her friend
I told my boy, go hop up in the Benz
Yes, I'm Lil' Lonely, baby, chasin' bands
These n***as, they sleepin' on me, they on xans
Yes, I'm with my real slime, shit get sticky, man, I might just have to triple cross my mans
And I got my real n***as and they sticking with me, while they tryna cross me out for bands