[Chorus]
Broke ass n***a, you ain't livin' like a boss, huh
I'm the CEO, I ain't got no boss, huh
You went and cuffed that ho, I ain't got no main bitch
I'm with another ho, I don't fuck the same bitch
I iced out my Patek Philippe 'cause I don't rock that plain shit
I'm way up higher, private jets, I don't like airplanes bitch
Tryna leave the strip club with her and who she came with
No cameras 'cause these groupie hoes be fiendin' for that fame shit

[Verse]
She like do you remember me? no, I don't know your name bitch
I got short term memory, refresh it in my brain bitch
Beat up the trap like Sugar Ray, I made a bankroll today
P's and them O's, I'm servin' J's, received a shipment today
My car's a pretty motherfucker, it's a beautiful day
I brought that thing out just to see the frowns on these n***as' face
Don't gamble with your life unless you wanna lose it today
My pistol fresh up out the box, I just might use it today
I let the junkie snort a line and he tried eatin' the plate
I whipped the chicken and hatched the egg, it must be Easter today
They took you on a lick and you didn't get a piece of the cake
And if the judge sentence me thirty, I'll try jumpin' the gate
I'm 'bout my cookie dough, bitch I got Krispy Kreme in the safe
I popped so many pills that it make me look mean in the face
I pull my dick up out her mouth and then I semened her face
I'm 'bout my cake, so I may go get me a Zinger today
[Chorus]
Broke ass n***a, you ain't livin' like a boss, huh
I'm the CEO, I ain't got no boss, huh
You went and cuffed that ho, I ain't got no main bitch
I'm with another ho, I don't fuck the same bitch
I iced out my Patek Philippe 'cause I don't rock that plain shit
I'm way up higher, private jets, I don't like airplanes bitch
Tryna leave the strip club with her and who she came with
No cameras 'cause these groupie hoes be fiendin' for that fame shit

[Verse 2]
I catch a case, ain't nothing to say, I put some money away
Take it to trial, I call my lawyer Jew, he mean on the case
You only see the light 'cause bitch I got this beam on your face
You superhero to these hoes, I don't be needin' a cape
You ain't gettin money n***a like me, for you it's easy to say
Bitch I'm gettin money now and all my shooters easy to pay
I keep that n***a Kid with me and we got albums to play
And we wouldn't be surprised if one of 'em go platinum today
I'm tryna hide the pain, I put my Jesus piece in the way
She suck my dick on a futon, she said she like how it taste
I garbage bag a bitch, I'm quick to throw a skeezer away
She love to shop for me, I might just swipe her Visa today
I fuck you off this Adderall, girl we gon' beat all day
Tell a broke n***a pull out your money and he take all day
You got a Cubic Zirconia chain and watch, this shit all fake
I'm gettin' money, Ben Franklin who I be with all day
[Chorus]
Broke ass n***a, you ain't livin' like a boss, huh
I'm the CEO, I ain't got no boss, huh
You went and cuffed that ho, I ain't got no main bitch
I'm with another ho, I don't fuck the same bitch
I iced out my Patek Philippe 'cause I don't rock that plain shit
I'm way up higher, private jets, I don't like airplanes bitch
Tryna leave the strip club with her and who she came with
No cameras 'cause these groupie hoes be fiendin' for that fame shit