[Chorus]
Yeah, my blunt is my pen, we don't want friends, we just want ends
Die for respect, I'm fresh to death
She gon' come next, first is the check

[Verse]
Bitch don't get my vibe, ayy, can feel my vibe like bam
Gotta keep countin' my bands, wait, 1, 2, 3, we in
We at the rise and I'm part [?], no, you can't get up here
I'm afraid of heights, wait, time to fake my fears
Money look like lights, wait, that's the chandelier
They should give it like a lace, wait, [?] Pi'erre
Yеah, I'm droppin' in the-, yeah, [?] I need [?]
Yeah, my stacks [?] in Paris, SossHousе, bitch, no way

[Chorus]
Yeah, my blunt is my pen, we don't want friends, we just want ends
Die for respect, I'm fresh to death
She gon' come next, first is the check
(First is the check)

[Open Verse]

[Instrumental]

[Chorus]
Yeah, my blunt is my pen, we don't want friends, we just want ends
Die for respect, I'm fresh to death
She gon' come next, first is the check