[Chorus]

2 dollars in my left hand
No I never been a yes man 
My success is my obsession 
All my denim vintage good guess man [x2]

[Verse]
I convinced my girl to shoot a porno 
Put her in positions so abnormal 
Get the pack delivered no Digiorno 
I got all these n***as switchin wardrobes 
Look at my face right now [x2]
I'm in this like space right now where every things fake right now 
There always a motive always an angle you got me tangled
Why do you dangle all on my huevos gotta finagle
 Yes I'm by nyself screaming LEAGUE
You don't like it you can leave  
You don't like it you can bleed
Bitch I'm always on your feed
Do the most 
I need M's oh thats key 
Fuck with them they so dim they dont win they critique 

[Chorus]
X1

[Verse 2]
Swag lord throw it off the backboard 
You get sad more why you lookin back for
With my lads stackin bags unattached more 
Fuckin rad poppin tags at the dad store
We agree that I'm probably a piece of shit 
Want the whole thang I dont want a piece of it
We agree that I'm probably a piece of shit 
Want the whole thang I dont want a piece of it