Who these n***as wanna be? Yeah
Who these n***as wanna be? Yeah
Who these n***as wanna be? Yeah
Who these n***as wanna be?
Who these n***as wanna be? (Uh huh)
I know they wanna be me, yeah
Hop on the mothafuckin' beat, eat
Buy a luh Trackhawk Jeep, beep
I’m the hottest in the scene, capeesh?
Slide thru, do a drive-by outta [?]
Fucked her, on time, then a n***a leave
I can't wait to catch him, we gon' make him bleed
These n***as know i’m the goat, give my flow back
Tell that bitch to pull my dick out, blow that
She on me, she won't get enough
My glizzy huff & puff
These n***as be Star & Hutch
Talkin' money, got a bunch
Talkin' bitches, got a bunch
He ain't on shit, I had a hunch
Even if I had Ice Spice, I still wouldn't be a munch
But I can't say too much
Cuz' I don’t wanna get too rude
I’m on that ghost mode shit
Shit that'll clear the room
I’m on that talk my shit
She on that suck a n***a dick
We hit that block & shoot it up
Give a fuck who that n***a with
I'm in Dallas J Winton
Cocky ass n***a, a prick
Throw up a xan, I get sick
Get sick on me and i'ma act like a cunt
She let me in her cunt
She wanna kick it, we puntin'
Money be my language
Money be my language, bitch
Money be my language
Money be my language, bitch