[Verse]
People swear they love me when I know they don't
Listenin' to fucked shit, I'm so overtired
Had to get money like the [?]
Used to tryna make your way and put you on the town, woah
The talk is long, and I ain't doin' favors
And I don't need them either, I gotta stay up
'Cause you know I can't sleep before I get the paper
Baby, fix your face up, rather get the makeup
Pick up the flavor, start dark but I'm not Jamaican, I'm serious
2018 in my bag and I'm goin' ham again
Forty the cash, I fort-to-forty and I'm the man again
I'm back trippin' like I'm text squeezin'
Yeah, they think they solid 'till they vest leakin', chest wheezin'
Always want the drama for a next reason
I just want the cake up, boy, I'm Jet Li'in'
Floatin' on a wave like I'm jet skiin'
If we gettin' to some beef, you wish you'd stayed vegan, mean it
If you don't want these heads, you should know your place
Bitch, if you don't want deads then get out the way
Noah Carter, real name, no fucking gimmick
Stepped up like the boy in the finesse
Mad fling, boss, I never been a genius
Cuff 'em, push 'em, white snow plow in the coldest winter
Handshakes and pictures, dawg, I'd rather not
I'm focused like a sniper when he blast a shot
Fresh off a comedown, yeah, that shit is real
Listenin' to Belly, Lullaby and that's the way I feel
I don't mumble rap and I don't fumble packs (yeah, yeah)
I kick back and picture baddies like the Tumblr app
Baby, go and drop it if she off the juice (juice)
Coupe suicidal, man, that's off the roof (roof)
Whole B.O. gathered, that ain't nothin' new
If I teach you how to class, that's a substitute
I told McCoy, need a song to loop
And I'ma do what I do, yeah