[Intro]:
Don't do this for no one, n***a, do it for myself
Tryna be the champ: B.B. Simon on my belt

[Hook]:
Don't do this for no one, n***a, do it for myself
Tryna be the champ: B.B. Simon on my belt
Gameboy advance: take that shit up off the shelf
Take a hoe to France, put her on a carousel
Baby just come in, you ain't gotta ring the bell
You be working hard, doing makeup very well
Make me so impure, so im prolly gon to hell
Don't think it's for sure, but I hope the shit is real

[Verse]:
Samurai shawty and she going for the kill
Young Tony stark and she gripping on the steel
Make me go to park, she gon make me lose the wheel
Stay shacking up n***a, shoutouts to o'neal
Made it to my circle then you had to travel far
Homies got my back and we steady working hard
N***a tryna Jack, ima pull his fucking card
Broke a n***a back, now he calling amr
I be with your bitch singing to her like a bard
Always on my tip, she say stab it like you marth
Push em off a cliff, I ain't talking bout the bar
N***as going jiggs, cause they sleeping on me hard
I'ma bag it up money leaves what I rake
Peasants I say fuck em n***a let em eat the cake
Shawty say she curious and looking at me straight
Smoking on some furry shit and wrapping it in grape
[Hook]:
Don't do this for no one, n***a, do it for myself
Tryna be the champ: B.B. Simon on my belt
Gameboy advance: take that shit up off the shelf
Take a hoe to France, put her on a carousel
Baby just come in, you ain't gotta ring the bell
You be working hard, doing makeup very well
Make me so impure, so im prolly gon to hell
Don't think it's for sure, but I hope the shit is real, though