[Verse 1]
I be chilling, getting money, I ain't thinking 'bout a n***a, these n***as ain't shit
Fuck a n***a, if he tweak on me, I'll fuck around, take his new bitch
You can have her back, don't kiss her, though, I was in her mouth like a toothpick
Let me quit 'cause I'm celibate, so that means I'm really abstinent
When I walk in the bank, see the look on their face 'cause I'm only 19
Plus I rap and I sing and I walk real mean, little pretty brown thing

[Verse 2]
I'm worth more than a fuck, so you gotta commit [?]
Yo, I don't even rap, I do this shit for fun and be fucking shit up
No paper, no pencil, no pen, give me a beat and I'll go in
So I guess I'm up for the challenge, no competition, I win
Flexing on the 'Gram, taking trips, but you never let us know who sent you
They be like, "Thanks, bae", knowing damn well you be letting old men pimp you
Like Tink say, why you in the club when you knowing damn well that your rent due?
I just had to remind you, say it again so it get through your mental
Speaking of mental, I be on his brain like a flame that he trying to rekindle
But he can get that out his head, shawty probably with the Feds, fuck boy, who sent you?
Who tricked you, fooled you? N***a, you've been bamboozled
Who fixed you, screwed you? Wouldn't even care if I lose you