[Intro]
Yeah, n***a
You see what's goin' on, n***a
It's 2024, only real n***as control the algorithm, n***a
It's Fivi's city, you know who's city, n***a
Stop playin', n***a
You can't cancel a n***a from the trenches, n***a
We still gon' pop out, they still gon' take pictures
We still gon' get this money and count this money, n***a
This my shit, grrt, baow
Fuck wrong with y'all n***as?
And this beat from Cash, not from YouTube
Yeah, huh

[Chorus]
Who what? I tell them n***as to do somethin'
.40 on me, it's givin' me goosebumps
Boy, the voice in my head make me do stuff
But I pray that I never do too much
When a baddie with me, she get used up
When I take a Perky, I get juiced up
When I'm finished fuckin', I'm like, "Who her?"
Yeah, huh, real n***a, hood livin'
Free Tory, he in good spirits
When a n***a talk, I make the hood feel it
And you can't come around me, n***a, good riddance
You don't live what you rap, it's just good writtance
You can't do what I do, it's a lil' different
When I go OT, I call long distance, tell her, "Step how I step and keep on trippin'"
[Verse]
Yeah, look, I pay attention to all of these blogs
I'm gettin' money and n***as is hatin' and me and my n***as is fallin' apart
I never mentioned what n***as be doin', but that shit be hurtin' me all in my heart
N***as is too busy watchin' my pockets, them n***as'd be rich if them n***as was smart
Go on the interview, say what I want, I don't respond to Natalie Nunn
I be just laughin' at the post, I don't give a fuck, I'm havin' fun
Mention my name and it come with a gun
They know my body, I'm one of the ones
Come to the town and see what I've done
I've been in every hood under the sun, grrt, baow
Yeah, huh, I'm watchin' they pages to see what they thought
How can a girl be the king of New York?
How could they not mention what I've been doin' when all they just doin' is copyin' songs?
I got a lot I could say, but them industry people won't like it, I'm keepin' it short (Boom)
Look, I get what I want or I get a divorce
I cannot stop when I get it in sport
I got it on me, I'm gettin' it off, yeah
In person, I'll finish 'em off
We can't relate if you finishin' soft
N***as is chattin', I'm sick of the talk
N***as is chattin', I'm sick of the—, yeah, huh

[Chorus]
Who what? I tell them n***as to do somethin'
.40 on me, it's givin' me goosebumps
And the voice in my head make me do stuff
But I pray that I never do too much
When a baddie with me, she get used up
When I'm finished fuckin', I'm like, "Who her?"
When I'm finished—, grrt, grrt, baow
Yeah, huh, real n***a, hood livin'
Free Tory, he in good spirits
When a n***a talk, I make the hood feel it
You can't do what I do, it's a lil' different
Step how I step and keep on trippin'
When I go OT, I call long distance
N***a, pussy, baow
[Outro]
Yeah, n***a
That's how we do, n***a
Don't fuckin' play, On The Radar
Million views, n***a