[Intro]
(Ayy yo, that's Nick, ayy yo, that's Nick)
(Paradigm)

[Verse]
Why would you cuff that bitch, n***a, when the whole gang done hit? (Ha, ayy)
One of my twins got caught for that body, he gotta go sit (Phew, phew)
Ever get caught wit' this stick, you know I'ma do 'bout six (I'ma do 'bout six)
You know it's Roxi' wit' Tris', somewhere coolin' wit' my bitch (Wit' my bitch, uh, yeah, Ayy yo, that's Nick, ayy yo, that's Nick)
I was in Dallas just ridin' in fashion, huh
Just slidin' in traffic, you know you can't catch this, huh
I'm on Roxi' for breakfast
I murdered this for a year, who would've guessed it?
I ran up a M on my own (Yeah), ain't even sign no deal, got these lil' n***as guessin' (Ha)
You ain't even live on yo' own, he still up in his mama crib and that n***a just stressin'
Yeah, she a bad bitch, and she get fly, yeah (Phew), all on her own, huh (And she get geekеd)
Yeah, she a bad bitch, and she gеt racks, n***a, all on her own
I like 'em grown (I like 'em grown)
Damn, she playin' my songs, yeah, she like my songs, she turnin' me on (Turnin' me on)
N***a, they turnin' you off
Yeah, he thought he was hot but he not, uh
N***a, he said we was stealin' his swag (Ha), n***a, we ain't even know he dropped (We ain't even know he dropped)
Kapital fleece, wit' a Goyard bag, wit' the racks, n***a, sittin' on the top (Ran up them racks, sittin' on top, phew)
These n***as sittin' 'round all day, wishin' like, "Kan, I wish Kan rap would just stop" (Broke-ass n***a)
All this shit be lame (Ha), these n***as still think they could hate they way to the top (Hate they way to the top)
[Outro]
Yeah, these n***as still thinkin' they could hate they way to the top
Yeah, she playin' my songs
That bitch, she badder than a bitch and it's turnin' me on
Ha, my n***a got caught wit' that body, he gotta go sit, huh
Ha, these n***as whine like a bitch and they broke like a bitch, huh
Double R shit, double R shit, mm-mm, hm
Ha, yeah