[Intro]
(Bhristo, talk to 'em, slime)
(Hurt, what it do)
(Yo, Kavi)
Ayy, ayy (Ayy, ayy)

[Verse]
Hmm, hunnid racks
N***as play ya lil' shit, they don't run it back
In the A, I don't know what I'm finna do
I be bored in L.A., with a hunnid bad bitches 'round me, you don't know nothin' 'bout that (Bop)
I get bread every way, so I don't give a fuck if I really don't get my account back
N***a signed to a label, they bottin' his views (Blatt), to be honest we don't even count that
Took a L, n***a, I'm finna bounce back (Bop)
She got ass, so I'm watchin' it bounce back
Spend a bag, watch, I make her go bounce back
Stay with gang, n***a, you ain't even 'round that
Talkin' down and he ain't even like that
You get jumped, n***a, you ain't even fight back
You gon' die if yo' ass wanna try that
I'm in hеr mouth, n***a, Trident
Pop a Tesla, I'm changin' the climatе
Do a show and the fans tryna climb in
1500, you know what my tribe is (Let's go)
Rockstar life, boy you don't wanna try this
That n***a sick, man, he got a lil' itis
My money addin', bitch yo' money minus
I'm in her dream, bitch I'm feelin' like Linus
I can't die, boy, you not finna line us
I got some shooters in North Carolina (Fah)
You tryna hide, n***a, we finna find you
Bitch I'm the GOAT, they ain't need no reminder
Bitch I been earnin' my stripes like a tiger
My n***a stay in the street, like a biker
Bitch I could do this all day, don't get tired (Yeah)
Act like a angel, I know she a liar (Yeah)
Walk in the booth, and I set it on fire
These n***a money, went flat like a tire
I'm movin' drugs, n***a I'm the supplier
I'm off the drug, n***a I'm gettin' higher
Applied for the job, you ain't even get hired
Play with my money, bitch you could get fired
Bitch on her knees, like a damn 49er' (Yeah)
I'm rockin' all black, lil' bitch, I'm gettin' flyer
Stunt at the show, I ain't postin' a flyer
Stealin' the swag, but we already did that
These n***a bitch, man, I really don't get that
I'm with my gang, and we pushin' yo' shit back
Send me yo' song, I put it where the shit at
Ha, 'cause that shit ass, n***a
I'm in the G63, goin' 200, you fuck around, shit gettin' bad, n***a
I don't really say too much, but I got sons, I'm yo' dad, n***a
Hunnid racks on me, I said it at first, I'ma say it again, "Get a bag, n***a"
These n***a really try to hop on my beats, to be honest with you, that shit trash, n***a
N***a said, "Pull up like twenty-some racks", I just looked at his ass, and I laughed, n***a
Billboard money, y'all n***as still flexin' that PPP loan, that shit sad, n***a
I can not fuck with these n***a no more, they be leakin' my shit on the apps, n***a
I fuck that bitch from the front, and the back, I'ma bust a lil' nut on her abs, n***a
Glock got a switch, and this shit get to glitchin', that fuck n***a started to lag, n***a (Lag, n***a)