[Intro]
You ready to fuckin' die?
I'm a bad bitch, you can't kill me

[Pre-Chorus: AK]
Why, oh, why do my words stay prophesying the worst?
Venus Williams, the serve
Didn't think you deserved
This back ‘n forth in the first place
Idolizing first place
Make it seem like worst case
Ace

[Chorus: Chilly Boi]
Been locked in I, stay flossin', why
You hatin'? You fakin', oh Lord, I’m fly
Y’all love to talk about it, but don’t really do shit
I'ma keep makin' hits, 'til there’s diamond on my wrist

[Verse 1: Chilly Boi]
'Til there’s money for my kids, 'til I’m ballin' like Chris
If someone cross me put 'em on the concrete
Tell 'em, "It’s they ass fault"
Beat make 'em tweak, bath salts
I ain’t never gettin' cancelled
Go ghost, Danny Phantom
You ain’t ever gon' last, bruh
[Verse 2: AK]
Fake n***as comin' up to the man
Ya too late, stop tryna shake hands
Touché, if you gettin' to the bands
Move weight, to keep your stand
We the new wave, don’t get too wet
Never do dates, lately just fellatio
If you tryna peep game, set the tone
Like Motorola, no effects
No fakes, no brakes, just place y’all bets
Sit back and watch while I break bank
I'm on my block like Jamal Turner
Might bring my thoughts to Shark Tank
Maybe that’ll get them wheels turnin'
Never let my fears turn into burdens
Close the curtains, shit ain’t worth it

[Verse 3: Sam Wright Coastal]
Is it possible they options full? I'm optimal to stop the bullshit (Shit!)
I rock and roll and lock and load a killer flow then blow the whole clip (Clip!)
My losses low, I'm often on the road and on my own, I need a switch
No Nintendo, open window, 'cause I'm finna blow with my clique
No gun on my hip, we go on hikes, walkin' with sticks
Blunt on my lip, she want my John like a wick
Give her a shot like a rim, she always make my phone ring
Here is the thing
I am way too busy doin' it big so I treat my whole life like a fling
Bring something new on to the table
I'm able to put 'em in tombs like a raider
[Chorus: Chilly Boi]
Been locked in I, stay flossin', why
You hatin'? You fakin', oh Lord, I’m fly
Y’all love to talk about it, but don’t really do shit
I'ma keep makin' hits, 'til there’s diamond on my wrist

[Outro: AK]
Why, oh, why do my words stay prophesying the worst?
Venus Williams, the serve
Didn't think you deserved
This back ‘n forth in the first place
Idolizing first place
Make it seem like worst case
Ace