Okay
If it come down to it
I know my dog won't switch
Definitely not over money
Definitely not 'bout a bitch
In the studio 4am way too lit
Way too lit
I can't stop 'til I'm way too rich
Way too rich
Then even if, Ima keep dropping these hits
Back to back I'm on some shit
Young n**** turnt as a bitch
Go ask my fans I just can't miss

Straight out the gate can't wait
Taking my foot off the brakes
They was sleeping on me it's too late
They looking back like we made a mistake
Going fast n**** pick up the pace
I'm in the first place winning the race
My name ain't Fin I don't fuck with no jakes
If I get caught then I'm spanking that case
Straight like that, boy stop playing you ain't made like that
Take one of mines Ima take one back
Now you got turned to a pack
Skinny jeans fitted all black
Helmut Lang on me to match
N**** you better not lack
I live in Philly it feel like Chiraq
Come get your bitch she acting like a brat
After I'm done beating down her back
Spot 'em we got 'em we 'bouta attack
Don't play with me n**** go play with some racks
N**** that's facts
Bro told me he want a scat, I told him I want a track
I told bro stay down and believe me
We gonna get that
Straight out the mud sneaks muddy
I get so high outta space Kid Cudi
Pop out in public these people they love me
Now she keep saying she want me
But I think I want her buddy
I might hit you if you lucky
Oh she must think I'm a dummy
She call me cheap can't get none from me
If it come down to it
I know my dog won't switch
Definitely not over money
Definitely not 'bout a bitch
In the studio 4am way too lit
Way too lit
I can't stop 'til I'm way too rich
Way too rich
Then even if, Ima keep dropping these hits
Back to back I'm on some shit
Young n**** turnt as a bitch
Go ask my fans I just can't miss