Yeah a stove, is a stove, no matter where you go
And i stay getting guwap like a pro
All these bitches stay mad yeah i know

Feeling so white with these ray bans
You n***as fake like a spray tan
I make “n***as” i don’t make “fans”
Real shit i don’t count 10’s

Watch my wrist gon’ glisten
You n***as hate, but listen
Mr. Welch i gotta question
Fuck school & fuck a lesson

I’m only 15 & trynna chase a dream
Trynna rock goyard, trynna cop supreme
But i keep spending money on my ol lean
I think the gucci look better on my jean