[Verse 1]
N***as takin' out some bands just to put 'em back
Fake gangster, that n***a ain't ever been up inside the trap
Fake banger, he ain't have the gun, boy don't even own the strap
You Park Ranger, not doin' shit, boy, know you just chit the chat, huh
Only care about me and mines, huh
N***as gon' hate regardless, that's why I don't give into spite, yeah
And don't challenge me to no race, 'cause I'll leave you at the light, yeah
Better land in LAX baby, know I gotta catch a flight, hold up
It's 2:30, I just rolled a blunt, huh
N***as tryna come for my head, I don't care if thеy on the hunt
I always been myself, n***a, I ain't evеr had put up front
I stay with the same brothers that stayed down, know they love from the jump
My first show, n***a, I had six fans, but I still rapped every goddamn word
That's when I used to shake hands, but now I'm posted up out the picture, huh

[Bridge]
On my doly, on my solo shit, hm
Yeah, I'm on go, lil' bitch
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 2]
You just gotta give me a lil', I turn that shit and make a profit
I gave the keys to the valet, 'cause we don't do the parkin'
Got so much bread comin' in, feds thought that I was loan sharkin', huh
Yeah, if you look "best" up in that dictionary, you'll see my name, uh
Shawty impressed, what she seen, she tryna pick my brain
In the club they played my songs, dancin' like Soul Train
I'm a rockstar, tie that t-shirt on, feel like I'm Kurt Cobain, bitch
Hold on, huh, hold up, yeah
Fuck a hook, I write my own rules, bitch, I don't need to read no fuckin' book
Gordon Ramsay had me at his place, 'cause he know I fuckin' cook
I did shit at nineteen that you n***as just tried to overlook
It's Rolling Loud, bitch, Lala, I did everything
I was poppin' my shit like I was a veteran
You better keep that motherfuckin' energy 'cause, no, I'm not forgettin' it
[Outro]
Hell nah, n***a, what the fuck?
Huh, yeah, I'm not forgettin' shit, bitch (Get off my—)
You know what the—