[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
2k, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, aye
2k, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, aye (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Chorus]
I be singin' like I’m Jodeci
I'm flexin', now these bitches start to notice me
And bitch, I keep the burner very close to me
And I can see your face, it filled with jealousy
And I don’t wanna fuck with you
Forty fuckin' grams in my pocket, I'm a king
Bitch I'm married to the money, need to get a fuckin' ring
2k flexin' on my exes, it be feelin' like a dream
I'ma get up in her panties every time she hear me sing
Like I’m Jodeci
I’m flexin', now these bitches start to notice me
And bitch, I keep the burner very close to me
And I can see your face, it filled with jealousy
And I don’t wanna fuck with you

[Verse]
Bitch, I need three racks just to get me onstage
I'm gone off a percie, I be walkin' in a maze
My brain be failin' on me, ain’t been sober in some days
I need an M&M to disappear without a trace
Triple 7 Gang, when I eat, I say my grace
Yeah, yeah, yeah, bitch I'm blessed, I give my thanks
AR-15, forty Glocks, fuckin' tanks
And bitch I'm goin' up in the motherfuckin' ranks, oh yeah, yeah
[Bridge]
Free Kickdoe, free [?]; like, I wouldn't be anywhere without the people who supportin' me, introducin' and like, last year I wasn't doin' shit with my life; This year I'm gettin' a little somewhere it seems like, so... yeah, thanks

[Chorus]
I be singin' like I'm Jodeci
I'm flexin', now these bitches start to notice me
And bitch, I keep the burner very close to me
And I can see your face, it filled with jealousy
And I don't wanna fuck with you
Forty fuckin' grams in my pocket, I'm a king
Bitch I'm married to the money, need to get a fuckin' ring
2k flexin' on my exes, it be feelin' like a dream
I'ma get up in her panties every time she hear me sing
Like I'm Jodeci
I'm flexin', now these bitches start to notice me
And bitch, I keep the burner very close to me
And I can see your face, it filled with jealousy
And I don't wanna fuck with you