[Chorus]
These n***as hate cuz they not ready
I just wanna get to the fetty
He say that he feelin' me heavy
But I don't hit back on my celly
He say my heart be so cold
My neck and my wrist be on froze
These people telling me I'm chose
I think I'm 'bouta crack the code

[Verse 1]
We boomin' like crack in the eighties
Don't book me if u ain't gone pay me
See I'm stacking money daily
Gang close cuz these fuck n***as shady
We shaking up shit no Haiti
Back on the east side no Grady
Can't help that these bum bitches hate me
I think I'm the hottest that they see
Smoking Runtz hate being sober
In the pick up fuck the Rover, soon to be cobra
I just might blow out da motor
Ducking the feds, them n***as tryna pull me over
Ashed the blunt all on my sofa, put the shit up in a coaster
Yea I'm a boaster, bitch I'm the heat like toaster
I'm eating good, I just might as well be a grocer
[Chorus]
These n***as hate cuz they not ready
I just wanna get to the fetty
He say that he feelin' me heavy
But I don't hit back on my celly
He say my heart be so cold
My neck and my wrist be on froze
These people telling me I'm chose
I think I'm 'bouta crack the code
These n***as hate cuz they not ready
I just wanna get to the fetty
He say that he feelin' me heavy
But I don't hit back on my celly
He say my heart be so cold
My neck and my wrist be on froze
These people telling me I'm chose
I think I'm 'bouta crack the code

[Verse 2]
In a big body fuck the coupe bitch
Please don't hit my line if it ain't about the loot bitch
I been on the grind steady eating like it's soup bitch
Timing b divine yeah I got a new view bitch
Now all these bitches wanna act like they know me
Bitch I been balling u can call me Ginóbili
Smoking out the sack and it got a n***a floating
I got all the bad bitches out here quoting like
These bitches wanna be me (Be me)
I'm on my Chris Breezy (Breezy)
I make this shit look easy (Make it look easy)
Willy Wonka wanna eat me (Yuh)
N***as suckin' like a rib, they be hating telling fibs
And he always wantin' freebies (So what the fuck)
I got weapons just to kill, have you running up that hill
Even Kate couldn't see me (No no), bitch
[Chorus]
These n***as hate cuz they not ready
I just wanna get to the fetty
He say that he feelin' me heavy
But I don't hit back on my celly
He say my heart be so cold
My neck and my wrist be on froze
These people telling me I'm chose
I think I'm 'bouta crack the code
These n***as hate cuz they not ready
I just wanna get to the fetty
He say that he feelin' me heavy
But I don't hit back on my celly
He say my heart be so cold
My neck and my wrist be on froze
These people telling me I'm chose
I think I'm 'bouta crack the code

[Outro]
Yuh yuh yeah yeah