[Intro]
Yeah, yeah (Bop, bop, bop, bop)
Oh, yeah, yeah, oh, yeah
Yeah (Uh), oh, yeah
Oh, yeah, uh, oh, yeah (We love you, Tecca)

[Verse]
Yeah, lately been going crazy
I can't fuck up, Lord please save me (Ah)
I'm so fed up, feel it on the daily (Bop)
And I don't know why n***as moving shady (Why?)
I been feeling like (Bop), I'm in the city like
Your n***a, he chasing the city lights (Yeah)
I know 'bout this shit, I don't need advice (Yeah)
I got Windows and Mac, I got two device
You can't buy a feature, I don't got a price
I'm a simple n***a, don't care about the ice (Brr)
My bitch bad, your bitch, she aight
Went to L.A. from New York, I had to go take a flight
Talk about me (Yeah), you don't know about me (Yeah)
Say my music control her body (Yeah)
Anti-social, she don't wanna know nobody (Yeah)
And I count up blue face, she said she was broke and I'm changing her ways (Yeah)
Oh yeah, that's a opp, yeah, we spray 'em like mace (Yeah)
I just run up the racks and I walk out the Chase (Yeah)
Boy, you a bitch, better stay in your place
We sold to the opps and that boy, he got laced
Boy, you ain't squad, boy, you ain't gang (Bop, bop, bop)
Some n***as switch up when they get fame
Some n***as bitch up when they don't stay in their lane
Bitch, got the racks in the Wraith
Bitch, I got the racks in the safe and the racks in the plane
Spent some racks in the plane (Yeah)
Gettin' some fame, still the same (Yeah)
N***a fuck this fame (Yeah), 'cause it change n***as (Yeah)
I'ma get this bag, yeah (I'ma get this bag)
And I'm only sixteen, bitch (Sixteen)
I could count that much stacks, yeah (Countin' up stacks)
Turn that ho to a fiend (Fiend, fiend)
Man, this music shit ain't what it seem (Seem, seem)
Yeah, it seem like I'm livin' a dream (Dream, dream)
You wouldn't think that if you seen what I seen (Seen)
No, I can't go for nothing, man, I think that, that's a trap (Trap)
Bro got intuition, man, he gonna go attack (Go attack)
I don't fuck with you n***as, man, I'm keepin' it a stack (Nah)
And I wasted so much time on a treesh, can't get it back (Nah)
She funny, Madea (Madea), your bitch an eater (An eater)
I want her, don't need her (Need her)
I think she a treesha (Treesha)
She showin' attention, I dub it, don't want it
Can't argue, don't wanna, I end it, don't start it
I'm out of this world like a martian
They singin' my shit, yeah, they mosh-pit (Oh)
I just did had a show, had to rock it (Oh)
I skrrt off in Tesla, don't park it (Oh)
I'm goin' so stupid, retarded (Oh)
I'm goin' so stupid, retarded (Oh)
I'm goin' so stupid, retarded (Oh)
I'm goin' so stupid, retarded (Oh)
I'm goin' so stupid, retarded (Oh)
I'm goin' so stupid, retarded (Oh)
I'm goin' so stupid, retarded (Oh)
I'm goin' so stupid, retarded (Oh)
[Outro]
Ha, ha, sauce
You don't got this sauce