作词 : Alexander Monro/Dominique Jones/Horace Walls III/Movitz Busch/Pippa Yurk/Tyler Maline

作曲 : Alexander Monro/Dominique Jones/Horace Walls III/Movitz Busch/Pippa Yurk/Tyler Maline

Under 30, made the Forbes list

I'm a walking strip, record me

It's a .30 and a .40, switch making it fast as hell

Bitch told me she pray for me, told her pray for brodienem in the cell

I don't got no stylist, morning shoes and pants, I'm fresh as hell

Yes I know what happened, ain't no rat, so I ain't gon' never tell

You could follow Baby, won't lead you wrong, bruh, I ain't gon' never fail you

Big was tryna show me the right way to go, I was servin' billions

Whatever they doin' don't bother me, bro I'm oh so careless

You the type of guy that whine for real, you oh so selfish

I'm thе type of guy ready to die for this shit if it don't prеvail

I can't slip, look at the shit that I've built, I know they tryna mail us

Keep a two-three thousand off a rip, she said she want her nails done

Cuban links on just because, this shit really from the mud

We handled the business like gentlemen, I can't rock with thugs

[?] eighteen M's if he needed it, you know I rock with Thug

All my niggas jackin' the boxes, playin', we poppin' up

Pop up with them switches on

Pop up with that shit on

Pop up like my granny, call my granny, lot of chains on

I might pop up with your bitch, later on I'll send her home

I heard he heard I hit his bitch, so he don't like to hear my songs

She said "Wick you made me sick", how when I'm your medicine

Ain't gay, don't go that way at all, but I love that nigga Benjamin

Grab the stick, grrt-bah-bah-bah, keep that for the robber man

Foreign favorite car's , the only thing that's American

I done stuffed a million in the duffle, smurfed dog, that's blue color

Pull up big body Brabus trucks and blue Hummers

Told me I let her pipe it right, I'm her new plumber

It's hard to interact with people, I from the jungle

We some animals in designer clothes and jewlery

How we got the same cars they drove in Fast and Furious?

Why she ask me "Do I love her?", I said "You can't be serious" (Uh)

Cold-hearted, touch my chest and you gon' brr

Super fast, I'm hit the dash and hit the skrr-rr

Twenty-two [?] got them clear

I was standin' on the block tryna get a 'rag to buy a Bury

Now I'm true Lamborghini Boy, I know you seen that Urus

If I ever run into your bitch, then your love life gon' be ruined

Take a break, but I'm never gonna stop, this shit to be continued

From a traphouse, beatin' down the doors to packin' out the venue

When they catch him, they gon' eat him up, I put him on the menu

Put piranhas on yo ass, three, four hundred on your ass

Get the switch, she actin' bad, like your mama on your ass

My first deal was worth a covered amount, I still was sellin' bands

Smack a bitch tryna tackle me, I'm Steffan'in their ass

Google said my net worth five mil', I got that shit in cash

Everyday my life go up and up, it's hard for me to get mad

I'm established, I might pop out, catch this jack on like I'm Travis

They ain't happy, but as soon as you turn your back, they try to stab you

I done manifested this shit, as soon as I see it I'm gonna grab it

I ain't humble, but you can go and check my numbers, I ain't average

I be hearin' shit, but you only watch the niggas that be laughin'

You ain't done nothin' about my young niggas, and they know [?]

Yeah, pop out with a baddie with me

Pop up with [?] with me

Pop up with that cannon on me

He can't come, we banned lil' h