Tryna get saved, she wanna get saved, I ain't gonna save her Errytime they see me ballin' All my old bitches callin' Pull up in exotic, I see a little bitch jockin' No I won't save her Dolla $ign a fuckboi he won't date her About my paper, real big shit

Askin' 'bout these VV's, VV's, drippin' Couple real friends turned enemy Yeah yeah, I ain't comin' back Sometimes I sit down, wrist on gold I done made it without sellin' my soul Bad bitch layin' down in a robe Ask me how I made a mil' and didn't fold

Lights low, get lit Mouth closed, take dick Lace up, legs up Get drunk, clothes off Weed loud, twist up Throwback, look back Woosah, get that I ain't worried about no other bitch you got me Use them lips you know I love you, kiss my body

I'm grindin', I can't even get no rest I'm vibin', I ain't even wanna take my meds Everybody like "what the fuck goin' in your head?" I'm from Broward County, but not the same place as X Yeah, I just fucked my ex bitch on that X Say she miss me and she

No, this shit ain't been the same no, we so distant Know you miss how I be thuggin', on my hood shit Girl, I miss how we be fuckin', and you ain't my bitch Got a nigga in my feelings Got a nigga in my feelings, in my feelings Yeah yeah (yeah) Girl, if

You ain't in that Maybach, boy you flexin' The way my diamonds fight, you think they Tekken I'm Rich Forever, man it is a blessing Don't try to snatch my chain, I up my weapon Fuckin' hoes, takin' no names Play a bitch just like a game Must be geeking

Daytrip took it to ten I got hoes calling a young nigga phone Where's Ali with the motherfucking dope? (bitch, bitch) I be ballin' like a mo'fuckin' pro (like a, huh, like a, huh) I be ballin' like my nigga Mo (Bamba, bitch) Sheck Wes, I ain't a

I got them keys, keys, keys We go to court, we gon' plead the fifth I know the judge, I'mma shoot him some chips Radar, radar oh, bitches ain't even on my radar Radar, radar oh, you ain't on my radar Radar, radar, no, no, you ain't on my radar No, no,

Miss America, petty thoughts Took chances, slow dance with the devil bitch Overcomin' the circumstances we hella rich Since you all in my business, this what I tell a bitch If you ain't fuckin' me, don't fuck with me, this life on the edge Green dollars

Tu-tu-tu, headshot dur (yeah) Murda bless yo' trap Lil Purpp be off of the perc AK make a footwork jerk (yeah) I ain't really finna tell y'all how to get away with murda and shit Aye, aye, yeah Bitch, aye, oo Diamond on my neck like river (oo) I just