N***as ain’t really swiping they can only hit for Uber ride
You tryna go somewhere I need some gas money for you to ride
You bout to kill the ops you need to get a gun if you wanna slide
I’m better than other rappers and I don’t even gotta rhyme (y’all ass)
Logged onto my website I got a daily rhythm
She damn near bout to throw up off the weed she barely hit it
You live you whole life broke you barely living
My bullet went past his face I barely hit him
It ricocheted of the wall and hit his thigh
I’m online looking for new bins ain’t sitting in no spot
Smoke too much weed everyday so imma need a lot
That ain’t no exotic that you smoking boy you grew the crop
I’m bout to walk in Walmart in pajamas and Crocs
I had to wake up early it be a long line
Just logged into my Telegram it been a long time
Dumbass jugg sent his money to a random person online
Caught one of my ops on the freeway during a roadblock
Slid my card at Walmart then I skated off like road runner
N***as can’t get no pussy so they always at Booty house
Don’t go in there you ain’t getting no booty in that house
Got into it with my family members cause this n***a talking loose
Gave this bitch my number and she called off a Motorola Boost
And I just made a homemade Molotov cocktail
I’m sipping Hi-Tech I don’t really want that cocktail
Dump Playboi Carti mixtape and hack into his gmail
Cause all the fans want it n***a where is where’s Whole Lotta Red
I just bought a pint I’m bout to pour a whole lotta red
Look into my pocket all you see is a whole lotta bread
N***as be too nice you don’t need a whole lotta friends
Take some of my money and invest into a lotta land
N***a how you expect to get far if you don’t got a plan
My ops see me and didn’t have a gun so he had to run
I done lost so many people how can I have fun
They shutdown my operation but at least I had a good run
N***as was showing money in my face ain’t let me get none
I see they dropping new cars everyday I’m bout to get one
All these bank plays I can’t keep up with my income
I just waited til I came up I ain’t have to work
This exotic weed that I’m smoking we can’t match a blunt
This lil n***a must want to be me what you matching for
I walked to my front door like where my package go
This why I gotta look out cause my shit got stole
I’m searching for the lil n***as cause they still owe
Got into with my mans I gotta kill him cause he still know
It been two years but my hair just don’t grow
Why do I scam all these people? Shit I don’t know
I’m bout to run fast cause I just heard the po po
I’m up in Saks Fifth spending my money on Coco Chanel
What the fuck