| Stackin' up all my Bitcoins, I’ma get rich off crypto |
| Heart drop down to my stomach every time I see 10−4 |
| Couple gift cards, I’m tryna cash 'em in pronto |
| That boy just got exposed on the 'Gram, what you lie for? |
| Don’t try to do that beefin' shit with me 'cause you gon' die, bro |
| Spanish nigga called and said, «Murcielago» |
| Paid to be on TV, I was just seein' myself on Bravo |
| Slick-hair a white boy and he look like Johnny Bravo |
| Wanted to be a drugpin, so you know it’s free Ralo |
| 2019 and you got Ralph Lauren Polo |
| In Chicago with some G’s, got me feelin' like Polo |
| I want my own clothes, somebody make me a logo |
| The bitch wanna be my girlfriend, but she a ho though |
| Plus, she wanna fuck right now, I told her, «Hold on» |
| Last time I fucked a bitch off three Percs, I went long |
| Told my engineer to hurry up, he takin' too long |
| My old bitches keep on callin', but I moved on |
| I kept on just doin' bad shit, so I moved out |
| He heard we 'bout to come shoot up his house, so he moved out |
| Got a bad bitch number, ho, I’m tryna see what you 'bout |
| Not a romantic-ass nigga, ho, so I can’t take you out |
| Shot my mans in a dice game, 'cause the nigga made me crap out |
| Plus I caught the nigga off guard and blew his back out |
| Fucked a thick bitch from the back and blew her back out |
| Robbed my own personal chef, he look like Chris Breezy |
| Dust my man’s shoes off his feet 'cause he was wearin' Yeezys |
| Scammed a nigga from my own city and I think it’s Peezy |
| And I scammed a nigga from out in Cali and I think it’s G-Eazy |
| All the shit I say is real, y’all don’t gotta believe me |
| I bet I’ll have some drip on when them niggas bury me |
| A bullet went through his skin and it started tearing him |
| I’m blowin' on some fuckin' loud and I’m barely hearing him |
| Took some losses tryna swipe, but it was all experiments |
| How a nigga gon' scam me? Boy, I got experience |
| Booked my flight and hotel and it was through Expedia |
| I’m really out here doin' fraud, I’m tryin' to hide from media |
| The label ain’t talkin' no money, so I’m not tryna meet ya |
| If you come with five hundred, you can get a feature |
| That’s the voice I use for juugin', damn, I mean feature |
| He ain’t even have the thirty cents for Little Caesar’s pizza |
| Niggas really hungry out here, he just stole my pizza |
| I just fucked a white bitch and her name Alicia |
| But she was really light-skinned, it was Alicia Keys |
| They gave me admin on Telegram 'cause I do good deeds |
| This nigga think he Chief Keef just 'cause he got dreads |
| Lie to a nigga, «I ain’t fuck your bitch, bro, I just got head» |
| Ran off on my money, now the lil' nigga ain’t got no legs |
| Talkin' out his mouth, I oughta just cut this nigga’s fuckin' head |
| Just bought some fire-ass BINs from my nigga Hector |
| Thousand for a sit-down method, show it on the projector |
| He finally got his first strap, now he think he protected |
| Bitch, I put so many niggas on, boy, you better respect it |
| I just blocked this bitch number 'cause I don’t like textin' |
| Fresh eight, pour a pint, I got it straight from Texas |
| I’m at the studio workin' she think I’m with my exes |
| Scammed a weird nigga, he look like XXXTENTACION |
| He don’t know how to swipe, I’m 'bout to show this nigga a demonstration |
| They wasn’t fuckin' with my music, but I waited patient |
| Snuck into the hospital and fucked the doctor’s patient |
| Man, I just met up with some labels, this shit gettin' real |