[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah

[Chorus]
I fill up on steak
I'm a motherfucking god like I'm Charlamagne
I'm so high, I think you real, but you prolly ain't
If this shit gettin' too heavy, baby, drop the weight
I stay cool when I'm making all these decisions, ho
I came back with precision, not what them n***as on
They on hush now
I hear dial tones
She say, "GUCCI, why you walk 'round wit' yo' eyes low?"
They think I fell off, I don't mind though
I been spending all this cake, bitch, it's a mile long
All this finessin' I'm doin', think my mind gone
I'm just tryna see my son, they got my time low
VVS all on her neck, put up them rhinestones, huh

[Verse]
Pop it like a fan, she got a crush
Heard that bitch say she hatе it there so she camе with us, uh
I'm on the road so, boy, please don't get touched
Kobe just got done and you got killed, that's just yo' luck
Said she wanna fuck because my name, my ego blushed
I tell my bro shoot some shit, I promise he gon' bust
I can't even hold you lil' bro, I just sold you cut (Huh)
No, I'm not up stayin' with a baddie, I don't fuck
She just rolled my motherfucking weed in her cut, uh
We'll make the motherfucking trees bleed, bruh, huh
Fiend hit the door, his whole body seized up
I got Ben Franklin problems, all my n***as beat up
[Chorus]
I fill up on steak
I'm a motherfucking god like I'm Charlamagne
I'm so high, I think you real, but you prolly ain't
If this shit gettin' too heavy, baby, drop the weight
I stay cool when I'm making all these decisions, ho
I came back with precision, not what them n***as on
They on hush now
I hear dial tones
She say, "GUCCI, why you walk 'round wit' yo' eyes low?"
They think I fell off, I don't mind though
I been spending all this cake, bitch, it's a mile long
All this finessin' I'm doin', think my mind gone
I'm just tryna see my son, they got my time low
VVS all on her neck, put up them rhinestones