[Verse 1: PlaqueBoyMax]
Yeah, where your man at bitch, I don't see him
Yeah, woke up rich as fuck one day thought I was dreaming
Persian Bimmer ain't no 2 man n***a this 2 seater
Woah, yeah
I can't go out with no eater
She was rachet with you, she act like a diva
I ain't matching with you, you just copy what you seen
Money in the bank, like fuck a wallet I don't need it
She begging for me like you don't need me, you need Jesus hoe
Started to be myself like why the fuck I was tryna please a hoe
Cut my toxic bitches off, ain't doing none of that back and forth
He flexing his bitches, crazy causе I used to have his hoe
Keep it on my sidе they starting to think that I'm a [?]
Me and brodie left cause we be looking like we Shaq and Kobe
I don't pass the ball, but for some reason I still pass his hoe, I don't know

[Verse 2: Jace!]
I don't know
These lame ass n***as be talking baby
I don't know
Put a 40 on him [?], baby
Why would I try to please a hoe?
I know she need the most
No I do not need a hoe, I need my money I'm honest
Hit twin fast I'm sonic
Give me that [?]
Catch the [?], she caught it
Your friend said I'm awesome
Call me two names, I got it from Vert
She wanna make it work
You ain't Lois Lane, I don't got on a cape just to [?] my shirt