[Intro]
So, I finally got the flyers to post that shit up
I've already talked to her about the album coming
That booking email is not working, I'm pretty sure motherfuckers is tryna to book shows, do interviews and shit
Payment, Sed' needs a payment, he said the one you gave him not—

[Verse 1]
It's fucked up, got 20 hoes I don't know in my section
The price of fame will have you broken, and people feel neglected
My momma got doctor bills, my auntie like "you don't visit'
Auntie, I'm tryna get it for real, get it for real, just playing for no scrimmage
I always imagined myself ridin' in a Bentley
On a plane to Dubai, finna shit on all these bitches (Aye)
First name Richard, net worth: 2 milli'
I remember how all of you n***as did me (Yeah, yeah)
Look at you, how it feel to sell shoes?
I don't come down to yo' job and knock the laces out your boots
So don't speak on what I do, fall back, lil' homie, cool
Yeah, cool, like how I do, before you peaked in high school, yeah
My fires pull up, red flag, these hoes have a race to make me bust
Let me raise it, check the flag, uh
Baby, throw the towel in
I was all alone while you was with your friends, takin trips and making plans
Yeah, speed it up, jook, jook
Fuckin' with lil' baby, let's have a convo before I beat it up
Yeah, heat it up, jook, jook
Walkin with a body on my gun, but I'm clean as the fuck
Aye, keep it tucked, jook, jook
Made it through the hate and fake love, I'm the fuckin' one
N***a, left step, uh, n***a, right step
N***a, side step, I'm a giant
Modern day success story, treat me like I'm Rocky
My n***a Shauny P doin' pushups in Riker's
I could not acknowledge you n***as if I was spiteful
But I'm not that grown and I am that spiteful
Consider yo' lil' bitch gone, cause imma snipe her
(I got everything she want), She won't even try to duck from this rifle
I might go to Staten Island, live in Park Hill projects
In the club in a bathrobe like Chin Gigante
[Chorus]
Wait, tryna tell this white bitch I don't take Vyvanse
Thighs to the side, singin' Barbra Streisand
Wait, you don't got no money, you can't slide then
Boss yo' life then, dust it off, and try again
Wait, tryna tell this white bitch I don't take Vyvanse
Thighs to the side, singin' Barbra Streisand
Wait, you don't got no money, you can't slide then
Boss yo' life then, dust it off and try again

[Verse 2]
Wait, I don't like yo' friends, I don't like them n***as
Wait, I just want you coming with me when yo' night ends
Wait, I'm in Mo Bay, getting everything arranged
Wait, I ain't even put that pussy on a flight yet
Wait, yeah, I'm Big [?], yeah, I'm Jimmy Hawford
Wait, walkin around this bitch with power like I'm Ray—, yeah
That's 12 dudes that you fucked in a ye—, wait
Beauty behind the madness, you a weekend thing, come on

[Outro]
What you gon' be in 5 years?
But what about, this is now—this is how—
Not even including the n***as the n***as that you fucked before that
Somebody like Superhead, like that was going around, everybody knew her nickname, everybody knew what she was doing, and dudes still wifed her up, she's married now
Alright, those are those dudes tho (You know what I'm sayin?)
Those are those dudes tho (It could happen tho, I'm sure that you—, I'm sure that you been—)
Who was the man that wifed her up? (The guy, what's name?)
I would've never wifed that (The actor, Eddie Winslow), I would've never wifed that
I would've never wifed that, she had so many dicks in her mouth, B, I would have never wifed that, that's wrong
I'm sure you've been with girls in your past, that were hoes and you— (That's not what I was talking about)
I'm talking about the female