Every day a n***a hear me, they want the old leven
Bitch, I'm shootin' dice again, I'm tryna roll a seven back
He keep [?] at the rent, he want the old Kevin back
Makin' n***as cabbage patch and bouncin' out this Cadillac
And you just keep on fuckin' rollin', fuckin' with my cataracts
Difference is that n***a mad, I smoke za, I count racks
N***as come in here and lie, that's not me, that's all fact
N***a think he need that n***a cuz he typed in all caps
I'll really send some shots at your fuckin' ball cap
Call my phone talkin' crazy, I ain't gon' never call back
Take my L's on the chin, so what the fuck you call that?
And I don't even know your mans, tell that n***a to fall back
Bitch, who the fuck is hе?
They want the old levеn back when they ain't fuck with me
This bitch just bought your ass a meal, now you a fuckin' pea
I'm walkin' tall in Gucci shoes, I love them Gucci G's
Man, I love this little bitch, I fuck her till she creams
I'm givin' Freddy Krueger vibes, I fuck her in her dreams
Man, they leg check the hooper, they fuckin' up his dream
I keep pourin' all this red, it's fuckin' up my green
Punch a n***a in his face, I'm fuckin' up my rings
I had to take that bitch off and calibrate my beam
Bitch, but I ain't say a thing'
And I be [?] here in there, these methamphetamines
The white n***a call my phone, he want some ketamine
And I just cut a n***a off behind his jealousy
Eleven hundred, and I'm not buyin' what you sellin' me
That n***a said that shit to you, so why you tellin' me?
And I just had to ask this n***a, why you tellin' me?
Baccaratus mixed with Prada[?], she tryna smell on me
She probably thought that n***a was rich, but he had ADD
Bitch, I don't want your phone number, I want your PPP
Bitch, I want steak and I want lobster, give me that EBT
And bitch, I better eat today, we call that BET
My teacher sat me in the back, as I had ADD
I got more money than he do, cause I can a-d-d
I'm not in all that stoplights, and they like ABB
Eleven hundred, the roadrunner
I'm like, hey, meep, meep