[Intro]
What?

[Verse 1]
Let's talk 'bout it
I'm finna jump in the whip and then hop out it
"He got some money, now he think he somebody"
That's what the hatin' ass n***as say about me (Yeah)
Knock off his cap, I'ma keep it a hunnid
It's the origin, bitch, this is starting this summer (Yeah)
All my diamonds, they cost me a arm and a lung
It's a 3 and a 2, but, bitch, I am the 1 (Yeah)
They said I'm getting fat, it's the lean in my gut (Yeah)
Bet a XD-45 put that boy in a trunk
I'm off the gas, and it smell like a skunk
And that n***a is ass, throw that shit in the dump
If I shoot at his feet then that boy better jump
And no, l ain't missing a headshot
N***a, I got a shooter in Dallas, he throwing you off, I ain't talking bout' Prescott

[Verse 2]
(Yeah, uh, we finna-, uh, we finna-, damn)
We finna run in your crib, what's the motive?
N***a, I got your bitch in the back choking (Bleh)
He said I'm broke, man, he gotta be joking
Had to touch on my diamonds, now that bitch is soakin'
I'm getting bands every day, it's my payday
I would cut that ho off, you would think I'm a melee
Play with the money, them racks got a playdate
Active shooter in this bitch, it's a mayday
That n***a got hit with a whole semi-auto
They cloning, see me do some shit and they follow
I pop a perky like Demi Lovato
1500, we all in the mix, no Apollo
If that boy want a problem, then we finna solve it
He not in my column, he not in my bracket
I got a new tennis chain like a racket
G-Glock got a flash and a beam for attachments
[Verse 3]
I hate it
They said that they proud of me, that shit belated (Yeah)
They said that they day ones, but they never portrayed it
Now they coming back once they see that I made it (Yeah)
Nah, where you was at when I was broke?
When they all hated me you ain't never had hope
Now I'm up, so I know that bitch gotta feel dumb
It's a 3 and a 2, but, bitch, I am the 1 (Yeah)