[Verse 1]
Travel the world, you won't meet no one as cool as me
Jump out the whip looking like a young Lunar C
I'm flogging knock-off gear, I'm about my business
All I ever wanted was a thousand bitches and some Ralphy slippers
But I never got it 'cause that shit is too expensive
Used to wonder what I had to do to get it
That's why I made it cheaper for the poor kids
So they can all afford it
And changed the logo 'cause I'm not good at drawing horses
These days everybody's so cliché, everyone looks, talks and acts like each other
Little privileged kids that rap like they're gutter
I can tell that you never got slapped by your mother
Yeah they ain't got yay, an ounce, just weighed it out and break it down
It's in the drought and making thousands, I'm just flogging fake Ralphy

[Hook]
In a league of my own, on my throne rocking Dolo
Gon' speak like I own you or don't get my own dough
I'm prepped, for anything, I'm prepped for anything
I'm blessed, just let me live, tell them to let me live

[Verse 2]
Can't catch up to me, na I'm just a beast, my man can't compete
You're pushing keys like you're Pusha T and I'm pushing teeth
So what if I get high? That's up to me
I'm just a weed man, white ain't all it's cracked up to be
Broke rappers wondering whether to sign on or sell drugs
At least if you shot, your dumb fans will think you're more real
But it's bait when they approach you and pester you in the dole queue
I think it's harsh you've gotta put up with that ordeal
My bootlegs are the best you've ever seen
You can see that I came far from selling weed
I'm a star, catch me on the red carpet, fresh and clean
Next to Cara Delevingne
Tryna hide the biggest hard-on ever seen

[Hook]
In a league of my own, on my throne rocking Dolo
Gon' speak like I own you or don't get my own dough
I'm prepped, for anything, I'm prepped for anything
I'm blessed, just let me live, tell them to let me live