[Chorus]
I ain't with the drama, I just want the comma
In love with designer, Prada Ferragamo
Said he got a problem, I said we can solve it
N***a talking hot, cut the oven up

Started from the bottom, condo from apartment
Now ya shawty calling, ’cause she know I'm popping
Shorty said he saucin', I told him to stop it
Man I swear to god they ain’t feeling us

[Verse]
That boy only talk no he's not gon' boss up
Said he at the top, prolly drinking vodka
Imma ball hard, you ain't on the roster
How you telling on the guys, singing like an opera?

I swear you can't trust n***as
Money changes everybody I can't fuck with it
And everybody who been doubting know whats up with me
And everybody who been riding know they stuck with me, (yeah)
Always staying I been eating like Benihana
Money my pockets promise that I get plenty hunnids
They be so grimy say the love you but really fronting
Dej Loaf try me I call Kilo he really coming