It´s really no flex, I got it (I got it) Six figure checks, I got it (I got it) These hoes act so psychotic
Like they don´t know I got it (Whats wrong with you?) 50K cash, I got it (I got it) Two-hundred on my dash, I got it (I got it, bitch) The game on smash, I got it My hoes won´t last like I did
They wanna flex for the clout (Yuh) Same one that´s counting me out (Yuh) You bitches just running yo´ mouth But that ain´t what I´m about (Yah) I´m running up commas in place Still stomp a bitch out in my J´s They took me out of the streets But I´m still stuck in my ways Why would I care what you thots would say? You hoes look like somebody smashed your face
So see my face, I ain´t got no cake They showing fake, let them mask the hate Still stuck on me like some masking tape I´m fresh to death like I passed away Can´t stop my hustle, don´t have no brakes I´m already winning, don´t have to race
Talk tough, but won´t do shit I picked up like "Who this?" They talk down, but so what I´m bossed up, I´m so lit I ain´t got friends, I got groupies Around me for clout, you don´t fool me (You hoe) I´ve been with this shit, you a newbie Out with the old, it´s a new me
It´s really no flex, I got it (I got it) Six figure checks, I got it (I got it)
These hoes act so psychotic Like they don´t know I got it (Whats wrong with you?) 50K cash, I got it (I got it) Two-hundred on my dash, I got it (I got it, bitch) The game on smash, I got it My hoes won´t last like I did
Got It (Got it, bitch) Got It (I got it, hoe) I got it Got it (Yuh) Got it I got it
When I get on the road, I need bigger pay (Yuh) I smell the money from miles away (Yuh)
I don´t own wallets, don´t need a safe They know me by first name at BOA (Yuh) I jump on this beat and it´s DOA Out of my struggle, I found a way Lost a few homies along the way But I never needed them anyways I done lost count of my enemies Sick and they can´t find a remedy Bitches be fake as they remy weave I know they ploting on ending me Dodging the shit they´ve been sending me (Sending me?) Guap is the only thing sent to me Ten-thousand is really a cent to me Lil Baby keep ironin´ she into me But I ain´t really feeling her energy
Talk tough, but won´t do shit
I picked up like "Who this?" They talk down, but so what I´m bossed up, I´m so lit I ain´t got friends, I got groupies Around me for clout, you don´t fool me I´ve been with this shit, you a newbie (Weird ass hoe) Out with the old, it´s a new me
It´s really no flex, I got it (I got it) Six figure checks I got it (I got it) These hoes act so psychotic Like they don´t know I got it (Whats wrong with you?) 50K cash, I got it (I got it) Two-hundred on my dash, I got it (I got it, bitch) The game on smash, I got it
My hoes won´t last like I did
Got It (Got it, bitch) Got It (Bitch) I got it Got it (Yuh) Got it I got it (Bitch) We gon´ smash your party