Metro Boomin want some more nigga I used to hate going back to class in the same clothes Now, I don't wear shit twice 'cause popping tags is all I know She said, "You've been gone for too long, I know that you been fucking hoes" But I been in the studio 'cause chasing bags is all I know Me and Metro popping addys, been up for four nights in a row All you gotta do is text the addy and I'mma fill this bitch with dope Everytime I show off I want a hundred or better for a show Used to have one pair of Jordan's Now I wear designer on my toes Remember that bitch ain't wanna fuck me Now I got a phone that be filled up with hoes I used to have to wear the same shirt Now I got a closet full of clothes Most my homies still doing dirt and they on the road selling dope Body can't even cross over the border, said he wanna join me on the road All this money got you in your feelings I just copped a coupe to cop the ceiling, oh yeah When you leave town, your bitch can't wait to see me You know everything about me, you wanna be me, oh yeah I blew a check, you know I bought a whip, you know I fucked your bitch, you know I'm getting rich, you know Bought a ice chain, you know Bought designer frames and you know I pop and I sip, you know Get the bag and I dip, you know He don't know what to do with it Heard he only go two minutes You been acting brand new with it Bitch you know I know who hit it Girl I'mma fuck you 'til the room spinning Block hot, you was cool with it New crib with the pool in it Shit ain't the same without you in it Always knew you would switch on me Thought my mind was playing tricks on me For the Rolls and the big Rollies I was big homies' big homie Cage me up, I turn Mick Foley 15 with the bricks on me Millionaire with the stick on me Got the sauce, got the drip on me Versace sweater, Gucci link on it Mink rugs, spilling drinks on it I was broke just the other day This type of shit make you think, don't it I made a list of all the hoes I hit Stoner shit just so I don't forget Once I really get a hold of it I ain't ever letting go of it (No!) All this money got you in your feelings I just copped a coupe to cop the ceiling, oh yeah When you leave town, your bitch can't wait to see me You know everything about me, you wanna be me, oh yeah I blew a check, you know I bought a whip, you know I fucked your bitch, you know I'm getting rich, you know Bought a ice chain, you know Bought designer frames and you know I pop and I sip, you know Get the bag and I dip, you know