[Verse 1]
See me coming out the house just 'cause the sun down
I'm riding 'round, windows up, and that bass loud
I'm off that Rossi, off that vodka, off them IPA's
But I don't smoke, I leave that to the people with me
I gotta get it, flip it quick, and make it stack
I'm talking money, talking bands, I'm talking racks
I sleep in but I've been up since 3 o'clock
'Cause when you sleep you know the clock don't stop
Who that bitch that's talking shit? He ain't no friend of me
He ain't my enemy, so we can't even have no beef
Recently they seen me coming up so quickly
So now they hate me or they love me, take a pick my G
I come to shows and nowadays they taking pics with me
Bitch I don't have no fans, I just have family
Cross the country next year, next goal the globe
For now I'm sippin bitch, that's how I let these stresses go
Omen