[Chorus]
I got like five addresses y'all should send my mail (Mail)
I got like five-hundred n***as hatin' on me, wish them well (Well)
I pop out with a brand-new bitch and she got a BBL
I'ma come take my swag back like that n***a ain't pay his bail (Bail)

[Verse]
Hit it, this is codeine, this ain't Rémy
Her pussy brown like a penny (Penny)
Stuck in a timelapse
My pockets built like a linebacker
Run away, she can get time
Told her to go to the sky and back
I promise if you cross the line
They gon' put you in a pine box
She a squirter, I need me a poncho (Poncho)
Bitch, I ball every morning, a Laker
They don't hear me, though
I'm making talk 'til they can be, though
I been havin' these thoughts 'bout killin' these n***as on video
Up late, I toss, turn, thinkin' 'bout all these millions
N***as ain't never really been street 'til they turn twenty-one
Fuck all that shit, I'ma hit 'em up (Hit 'em up)
See what they really 'bout (Really 'bout)
I'm waiting outside in Bentley truck
We finna air it out
[Chorus]
I got like five addresses y'all should send my mail (Mail)
I got like five-hundred n***as hatin' on me, wish them well (Well)
I pop out with a brand-new bitch and she got a BBL
I'ma come take my swag back like that n***a ain't pay his bail (Bail)
I got like five addresses y'all should send my mail (Y'all should send my mail)
I got like five-hundred n***as hatin' on me, wish them well (On me, wish them well)
I pop out with a brand-new bitch and she got a BBL (And she got a BBL)
I'ma come take my swag back like that n***a ain't pay his bail (Like that n***a ain't pay his bail)

[Outro]
That n***a ain't pay his—
That n***a ain't pay his—
That n***a ain't pay his—