Chorus -
Text, it must be from my ex
She know that I’m the best, I’m better than the rest (Yuh)
On my neck, 200 on my neck, 200 on my check, you know that I’m the best (yeah ha)
Pop 2 beans and I slide in the coupe, pour me a 4 of my little cup of juice
My, religions stay true, know who your bitch gon choose
I know he know he got embarrassed too, it just might make him get the fucking noose
My, Religions stay true, know who your bitch gon choose

Verse -
Bankroll bitch, I slide in
Brand new bitch, she ridin’
Pour mе a 4 when I’m dying, but it’s ok I’m flying
I just want you to count my bands, so much money do my money dancе
Shawty want me to come be her man, I’mma a finna pick her up in a van
I feel like I’m the Michelin man, smoking these clouds out with my friends
Toting a freaks heat out again, hold on bitch lemme try that one again
I feel like I’m the Michelin man, smoking these clouds out with my friends
Toting a freaks heat out again, hold on bitch lemme try that one again
It’s 2:55 in the morning, pour me a 4 and I crack at the dough man
All of sudden got me feeling homesick, run at that mans and you know that he running
Running the gas so you know that I’m pumpin’
Know his ass dead, and you know I be hummin’
I want the bang, cause we steady drummin’
I am the man, now she steady lovin’
Sliding with your bestie, and we in a 6 speed
You-You want to sit next to me-e-e
I’m-I’m not a charit-t-t-ty
Sliding with your bestie, and we in a 6 speed
You-You want to sit next to me-e-e
I’m-I’m not a charit-t-t-ty

Chorus -
Text, it must be from my ex
She know that I’m the best, I’m better than the rest (Yuh)
On my neck, 200 on my neck, 200 on my check, you know that I’m the best (yeah ha)
Pop 2 beans and I slide in the coupe, pour me a 4 of my little cup of juice
My, religions stay true, know who your bitch gon choose
I know he know he got embarrassed too, it just might make him get the fucking noose
My, Religions stay true, know who your bitch gon choose