[Chorus]
I was the n***a, I'm chillin' in 2's and they had the cups, they pulled up with four
I got three bad bitches, we gon' see who want me more
Pull up to Christian Dior, Gucci, Louis, we finna fuck up the store
I could never really be faithful, shawty, I fell in love with the dough

[Verse 1]
Got money, now she act different (Act different)
Pull up, my bag different (My bag)
Signed a deal, my brag different (Oh-oh)
Gotta use two hands, my swag different (My swag different)
Shoot my shot, they all hittin' (All hittin')
Time to go, her top missin' (Top missin')
Shawty bad, she don't listen
Got her friends with me and they all kissin' (Yeah)
He ain't gettin' no money, he cappin' (He cap)
Now his girl with me, what happened? (What happened?)
I'm a young CEO, just rapping (Just rapping)
Now she throwin' that ass, it's clapping (It's clapping)
Promised I'll be rich, made it happen (Oh yeah)
I don't really like splits, no fractions (Oh, oh)
I'm a foreign-ass n***a, no accent (Oh, oh)
They hated back then, who's laughin'? (Oh)

[Chorus]
I was the n***a, I'm chillin' in 2's and they had the cups, they pulled up with four
I got three bad bitches, we gon' see who want me more
Pull up to Christian Dior, Gucci, Louis, we finna fuck up the store
I could never really be faithful, shawty, I fell in love with the dough
[Verse 2]
Shawty gon' ride and I know she addicted to me, she like, "Mmm"
N***as just hatin', they wonder if I'm stacking bands I'm like, "Mm-hmm"
I can't be showin' no thotties no love on the 'Gram (Mm-mm)
I'ma just keep going crazy all for the fans (Mm-hmm)
They call everyone GOAT and everyone legends
Wait, hold up a second
I'm tryna be so great that everyone lit
And everyone turnt up in heaven
Baby girl, why is you stressin'?
All you be doin' is blocking your blessings
Everything in life is really a lesson
If you got a dream, then you better protect it
I don't need a gun to be a lethal weapon
Always been different, you see how I'm steppin'
I'm with the gang, you know what I'm reppin'
I pull up, security ain't even checkin'
Shawty want me because I get money a lot (Money a lot)
I had to bust out the box, fuck up the spot
All of the VVS hittin', no, these ain't no regular rocks

[Chorus]
I was the n***a, I'm chillin' in 2's and they had the cups, they pulled up with four
I got three bad bitches, we gon' see who want me more
Pull up to Christian Dior, Gucci, Louis, we finna fuck up the store
I could never really be faithful, shawty, I fell in love with the dough