[Intro]
(Tay Keith, fuck these n***as up!)
Yeah
Tay Keith fuck 'em up
Tay Keith fuck 'em up
Whole lotta racks on me right now
Y'all already know how I do this shit
Aw shit!

[Verse]
They treated me petty before I had fetti so I had to make 'em regret it
Now I'm at they neck imma make 'em respect it since they would not give me my credit
But yuh, keep a weapon fo' protection (Boom boom)
My diamonds caught a domestic (They fightin')
N***a you know what I'm reppin'
Talk down on committee we press ya
Don't step on 'em, I spent the rack on my tennis
Louis V drippin' all over my lenses
If my money get low then its time to replenish
You started beef with me, I gotta finish it
No I'm not slippin', you know what I'm grippin'
Don't pass me no liquor, you know what I'm sippin'
Yo' bitch all on me, she tryna get intimate
I'm sorry my n***a, I'm sendin' my sentiments
Walked in this bitch lookin' just like a don
All out in public, I smell like a bomb
All these chains on me, they think I'm a con
I live in a condo, I don't have a lawn
Won't chase a bitch, imma chase me a bundle
Count so much, I think I got carpal tunnel
Won't smoke it if it ain't Backwoods or fronto
I got some hittas, they ready to rumble
I'm still on the same, you know how I came
Before I was rappin', I had me a name
I'm with the gang no reef in my chain
We let them hollow tips reef in ya brain (Boom boom)
Listen my n***a, if you doin' bad
Get off ya ass and get you a bag
I'm shittin' on these n***as, it's makin' em mad
They know that I'm having the reason to brag
Told all my n***as I'm back on they ass
My jewelry blinding, without the flash
I want the cash and I want it fast
These n***as broke someone get him a cast
I just might fuck all on yo' baby mother
She got saliva all over my cover
Told that big girl you gone get me in trouble
Something like a soda bitch, I'm bout to bubble
Fuck the judge, tell him free my brother Ross
Got the Apple Watch with the milly rocks
I be drippin' sauce, I don't diddy bop
Rollie wristy watch, ain't no ticky tock
Voices in my head saying "Get the guap"
N***as cuffin' hoes like a fuckin' cop
Can't stop, won't stop, til' I hit the tippy top
Imma have the whole fuckin' city locked
But hold up, pause
My n***as down for the cause
Young n***a just want to ball
Fresh as a bitch, I don't shop at the mall
I just might throw on a mink in the fall
Smoking dope back stage, Minglewood Hall
My bitch told me "Boy you the shit"
She say I belong in a stall but naw
Never love 'em, never trust 'em, fuck 'em
Diamond chokers on me, never tuck 'em
Pockets on swole, I had to stuff 'em
I let the money talk like Chris Tucker
Most of these n***as dick riders
Most of these bitches dick suckers
Stick on me, I'm way too clean to tussle
VVS's all on my knuckles
Fuck on that bitch then I scram
Free my n***as in the jam
These n***as know who I am
I made it clear off the wam
I do this shit for the fam
I do this shit for my n***as
I do this shit for the hittas
Fuck n***as I don't feel em
Bitch I look just like a dealer
I just been chasing the motherfuckin' skrilla my n***a
If the bitch bad, imma hit her my n***a
You droppin' salt like you bitter my n***a
I'm always steppin' in the latest fashion
I'm rocking Maison Margiela my n***a
Lil mama looking like she feeling a n***a
I got her face in the pillow my n***a
She want to screw like a phillip
So I had to drill her and I know it's killing her n***a (I know)
You know what I keep in the fanny
Count up the racks in my jammies
I got the bitch out her panties
Ain't have to give her a xanny (Naw)
They got me outta my element
I'm stunting on these n***as I'm meddling
Just take a look at my wrist
They might lock me up for embezzlement