[Verse 1]
Ok, rappin’ brought me out of bein’ broke and doin’ regular shit
Front seat of the Rolls, just another place they’ll never get
Rollin’ dice inside the hood, my homie let the sevens hit
When your future lit as mine, you don’t often reminisce
I’m makin’ hits and sendin’ hits, y’all still penniless
No pentagrams, just a perfect score, I never miss
Never mind a hater, I would hate to be my nemesis
Don’t spеnd no time on that shit, get back to spendin’ chips
I madе 800K this year alone off jumpin’ 808s
Rappers say they seein’ me, I’m sorry, dog, there ain’t no way
Keep a K on me ’cause they tryna play with me, it ain’t ok
Pour some syrup and empty out the pipes, that’s the drano way

[Chorus]
Yeah, play with me, gon’ end up fuckin’ up ya life
Have you ever spent six figures on some ice?
It was way too good, I had to up the price
I’m a dickhead ’cause nothin’ ’bout nice
Guys finish last, left my oppers in the past
Red dot on ya head, ’bout the blue notes like I’m Pendergrass
In that Rolls, they try ride the wave, they finna crash
I’m in my bag, but I got out for a bigger bag, bitch

[Verse 2]
Y’all keep on playin’ with my name
Y’all saw what happened to the last guy who tried to do that shit
To y’all, I’ll do the same
Man, I’m extra as they come, the Rollie only thing that’s plain
Swapped out the car for a new Mulsanne, then my shooter came
Couldn’t find no prints, prosecutor don’t know who to blame
Rich and ignorant, where I’m from, that’s my pseudo-name
Dropped the addy, then we slid like that Uber thing
This ain’t six figures, dog, my safe way bigger
I got PTSD from when I was broke, I ain’t triggered
Go against me in my city, homie, you a brave figure
I don’t mean the monster truck when I say I’m a grave digger
Heart cold like the ice on the chain
I’ve been crossed so many times, don’t know who to blame
Chop it up and got rich anyway, it's all the same
Diamonds on my body like I live with Johnny Dang
Mob ties, Gotti came
[Chorus]
Yeah, play with me, gon’ end up fuckin’ up ya life
Have you ever spent six figures on some ice?
It was way too good, I had to up the price
I’m a dickhead ’cause nothin’ ’bout nice
Guys finish last, left my oppers in the past
Red dot on ya head, ’bout the blue notes like I’m Pendergrass
In that Rolls, they try ride the wave, they finna crash
I’m in my bag, but I got out for a bigger bag, bitch