Yeah, yeah
Makin all this money spend a lo-
He was talkin shit I got a lot up on his soul
He was talkin shit on instagram, I run up, he gon' fold
And we just all making all this money that you're not
And you talkin tough we pull up with Berettas like we $not
Hit 3k on my muhfuckin alt
Am I fuckin' up your check by the way I'm skippin' time?
Wrist cuts, cuts on my wrists every day
I don't give a fuck, fuck, fuck if you're talking like a voice
All this shit is ripped, ripped, ripped, you can call me Lil Bubble
Bruh you dead, dead, dead
All my n***as stayin' stro-o-o-o-
Answer me, bitch don't answer me
And you talking all day got a .22 Beep
If I just run up you gonna freeze, freeze, freeze
I just hit 3k, soon they gon say please, please, please