Hand full of grams, other hand full of them bands Wear the Balmain like a Nike Tech I be ballin’ like Mike and them I got two TECs like I fight the ref Pussy boy know it’s on sight for him Came up on some bands Balmain the sweater, Truey the pants He did

Hop in the Maybach cruisin' I get the cake, they lose it I get the cake, hoes choosin' These niggas fake, we do it Hoppin' up in the Wraith, zoomin' Sippin' a lil drank, snoozin' Walking into the bank, foolish Tryna copy, you can't do it Ho tried to play

Someone (someone), hit me, ring-ring, yeah (brr) Your love (your love), that's all I need, yeah (yeah) And your trust, girl, that's all that I want (I want) Even when it falls apart, girl, we one (one) Even when it falls apart, girl, we one (That's what

I put more rings in my fingers Walk in trap with my banger A mansion I don’t got no neighbors Pocket stuff got a check just to fuck it up Ran it up they been hatin’ I don’t give a fuck I got her white like a Topanga I got that white like Topanga My dick

Get off your ass and hustle Niggas they runnin' for cover I'm fuckin' your bitch under covers I'm the definition of a hustler I was juggin' so hard, got busted (busted) Them lil' model bitches ain't nothin' I would hustle so hard, my wrist straight

You niggas not makin' no noise I wanted the 'Rari, no Porsche Jumped right off the porch I was trappin', had to make it a sport I'm back on the court Dexter rich forever, pass him the torch Takin' that bitch if she yours You niggas ain't makin' no noise

I'm a gargoyle (word) Got 'em hard boiled (boiled) Where this popcorn? (Pop) I'm on top floors (hey) Bitch, I'm country (top, top, top) I mean Tom Sawyer Black on black mirror (yeah) That is charcoal No (What lil' shawty, what lil' shawty say)

I hate everybody in my hometown I just did a line of blow right now I don't wanna cry alone right now I don't wanna die alone right now Tell the rich kids to look at me now Kissing on Styrofoam right now I'm kissing on Styrofoam right now I wanna burn my

Blame on me, no shame on you, no, you can't hide the truth I'ma slide right through your roof, might pop a pill or two Let them hate, we chuck the deuce, fuck that, we gettin' loose Pussy sweeter than some juice, I slurp it like it's soup She a naughty

I put more rings in my fingers Walk in trap with my banger A mansion I don’t got no neighbors Pocket stuff got a check just to fuck it up Ran it up they been hatin’ I don’t give a fuck I got her white like a Topanga I got that white like Topanga My dick