[Intro]
Enigma

[Chorus]
You just be mad that you movin' real bummy
You know I ain't bout that lame shit
I got blood in my veins, you got blood on your jeans
Baby, what is you talking about raging?
I've been making my money since young
And I took it to ten like a Daytrip
Shoutout boy Goldy, he chill with the friends
Got a lot in my crib, told him that shit depends on him

[Verse]
Yeah, got me gassed up, bitch, I'ma make it
She been tellin' me you got hella mad after findin' me on her playlist
If you hate me, just say it
'Cuz I'm done with all of this fake shit
Got me fucked up with the lame shit
Sippin' Hennessey with my main bitch, yeah, yeah
Ridin' around London, she know where wе are
Smokin' exotic, my bro in a bar
I consider you as onе of the team
Bend that shit back, it ain't nothing to me
Gettin' drunk, yeah, she see it in the stars
And she's toppin' my bro in his new GTR
He poison that bitch, and he did it like thread
And that shit went undiscovered like, already dead
[Chorus]
You just be mad that you movin' real bummy
You know I ain't bout that lame shit
I got blood in my veins, you got blood on your jeans
Baby, what is you talking about raging?
I've been making my money since young
And I took it to ten like a Daytrip
Shoutout boy Goldy, he chill with the friends
Got a lot in my crib, told him that shit depends on him
You just be mad that you movin' real bummy
You know I ain't bout that lame shit
I got blood in my veins, you got blood on your jeans
Baby, what is you talking about raging?
I've been making my money since young
And I took it to ten like a Daytrip
Shoutout boy Goldy, he chill with the friends
Got a lot in my crib, told him that shit depends on him