I can make money fro
I can make money fro
I can make money from the comfort of my sofa (Yeah, ho)

So much drive (Yeah), so-so much drive (Yeah)
So much drive, now I gotta get a chauffeur
(Fuck you, you gon´ catch a hot one too, feel my wrath)
(Sixty-six thousand real folks strapped to bust yo´ ass)
(Fuck you, you gon´ catch a hot one too, feel my wrath)
(Sixty-six thousand real folks strapped to bust yo´ ass)

I can make money from the comfort of my sofa (Sofa)
So much drive, now I gotta get a chauffeur (Chauffeur)
One day, I´ll be big, but I know I´m gettin´ closer (Closer)

Call me Denzel, AKA Big Ultra
The wo , the world in my hands ´cause I took it off ya shoulders (Shoulders)
Marni on my fit, you know I got this shit from Lower (Lower)
I´m balling like Mike when you see him on the poster
Like Yachty, gotta keep one in my holster, strike

Fuck you, you gon´ catch a hot one too, feel my wrath (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, woo)
Fuck around and catch a hot one to yo´ temple, ho
Fuck you, you gon´ catch a hot one too, feel my wrath (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
Ain´t shit changed but the number on my front door
Fuck you, you gon´ catch a hot one too, feel my wrath

Fuck around and catch a hot one to yo´ temple, ho
Fuck you, you gon´ catch a hot one too, feel my wrath
Got a new chain, what you think I brought the strap for?

Ain´t no beatin´ me, I´m blessed in life
Money, dick, and dollar signs
Know you ain´t gon´ say it
Blow your top, let´s see what´s on your mind
Ex nigga, let him go ´cause how you broke like every time?
Fifty on my chest, I got like forty on my panty-line
If he said I did him dirty, sorry, but I needed mine
Ain´t doin´ crimes, he gon´ do it for me ´cause I´m super fine

Aunt Jemine, cookin´ bitches up, I´m eatin´ every time
Get on your grind, you bitches couldn´t see me if you all combined

Fuck you, you gon´ catch a hot one too, feel my wrath (Yeah-yeah, huh, yeah-yeah, woo, yeah)
Fuck around and catch a hot one to yo´ temple, ho
Fuck you, you gon´ catch a hot one too, feel my wrath (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
Ain´t shit changed but the number on my front door
Fuck you, you gon´ catch a hot one too, feel my wrath
Fuck around and catch a hot one to yo´ temple, ho
Fuck you, you gon´ catch a hot one too, feel my wrath

Got a new chain, what you think I brought the strap for?

Fuck a new chain, I got a new house
Oh, that´s your boo thang? She need a new mouth (Yeah)
I flex the gold fangs, that´s just my root canal
Every time I get dressed, I gotta move my bowels (Shit on niggas, yeah-yeah)
No kizzy, ain´t feelin´ them niggas
My bulletproof vest is made out of chinchilla
Walk through the trenches, no need for the hitters
I flip a lil´ milli´, I copped me a villa
Diamonds is silly, more ice than Vanilla
Got on Ricky with Bottega Veneta
Walk in my section, you need an umbrella

Got this shit lit and we never gon´ let up

Fuck you, you gon´ catch a hot one too, feel my wrath (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, woo)
Fuck around and catch a hot one to yo´ temple, ho
Fuck you, you gon´ catch a hot one too, feel my wrath (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
Ain´t shit changed but the number on my front door
Fuck you, you gon´ catch a hot one too, feel my wrath
Fuck around and catch a hot one to yo´ temple, ho
Fuck you, you gon´ catch a hot one too, feel my wrath
Got a new chain, what you think I brought the strap for?