[Intro]
(RONRON do that shit)

[Chorus: R3 Da Chilliman]
I got bad news, we bringin' beef to n***as block
I got cash, jewels, Cuban links and Rollie watch
Pints in the freezer, but ain’t nothin' for sale
The label sent the deposit and it came with Zelle
You don't know how to move a ’bow, so you can't trap with me
I just woke up, but the Wocky put me back to sleep
Thirteen hundred for the Dior's, but that's nothin' major
This gon' make you get up and chase paper

[Verse: R3 Da Chilliman]
Them Addys got the homies hype like they Keak Da Sneak
I'm fresh about the field, you can check the cleats
The next Cuban thirty, comin' flower set
Told my jeweler need the pendent filled with all baguettes
Crack stove turned houses, you ain’t did that
Call up isles on a play, I got a mismatch
When a blower in my possession, I don’t freeze up
My watch dancin' in the dark, holdin’ my sleeve up
I'm a rockstar, you see the pendent, let my chain swing
N***as with me droppin' shit, I'm on the same thing
Hit the mall, blow some bands, but that’s nothin' new
Hop out the whip, send some shots, that's what I'm known to do
Thousand grams inside the trap, what you think we sellin'?
She put my lyrics in her caption, got her n***a jealous
Poppin Percs 'cause this Cuban got my back hurtin'
Said I was done shoppin' at Saks, now I'm back splurgin'
[Chorus: R3 Da Chilliman]
I got bad news, we bringin' beef to n***as block
I got cash, jewels, Cuban links and Rollie watch
Pints in the freezer, but ain't nothin' for sale
The label sent the deposit and it came with Zelle
You don't know how to move a 'bow, so you can't trap with me
I just woke up, but the Wocky put me back to sleep
Thirteen hundred for the Dior's, but that's nothin' major
This gon' make you get up and chase paper