[iann dior]
Hey
Smoke, woah, woah-oh
(Wheezy outta here)
Woah, woah-oh

(Ayy, KBeaZy, you fired up)
Yeah

[iann dior]
Nowadays I get what I want
Lately been spendin´ the bag
Addicted to gettin´ that cash
Addicted to poppin´ them tags
Money was made for the sad
Now my ex-bitch callin´ back
Saw me come up out the random
Didn´t wait long, now that bitch throwin´ tantrums
Her friends fell in love when I fell into fame
In my DMs talkin´ bout, "Hey, handsome"
I know that they hate me and want me for ransom
It´s nothin´ new, I won´t give into that
I eat the hate up and spit it right back

My lyrics like bullets, I´m shootin´ your ass
Women come and go with the cash
You gon´ learn and learn that shit fast
They gon´ fold, fold under act
I get my medicine straight out the back (Hey)
[iann dior]
I´m a prospect, not from Earth, I feel like a martian
´Matter fact, bitch, I came from a starship
My bed feel like a coffin, not wakin´ up
If I run into opps, I´ma off ´em
I don´t know if you think that you stoppin´
What I got goin´ on, got a semi with auto on
This ain´t no auto-correct, bitch, this a threat
Now I´m comin´ at your neck
Niggas act cute like a pet
Soft like a Pop-Tart, act like they got no heart
Y´all be the ones that´s pretending

Insecurities, they always offended
Mad about a bitch I already been in
That bitch for everybody, we ain´t spoke in a minute
Niggas still in the picture, and I´m still leavin´ with her
It ain´t nothin´, I´m a rebel

[ iann dior]
I can´t conform, I ain´t fallin´ back, no
She need more, she got too attached, huh
Addicted to me like I´m on one
Three thousand for that new Rick Owens
Walk around, look like a mummy
Psychedelics hurt my tummy
Swipe, swipe, I´ma get it all (Yeah)
[iann dior]
Nowadays, I get what I want

Lately, been spendin´ the bag
Addicted to gettin´ that cash
Addicted to poppin´ them tags
Money was made for the sad
Now my ex-bitch callin´ back
Saw me come up out the random
Didn´t wait long, now that bitch throwin´ tantrums
Her friends fell in love when I fell into fame
In my DMs talkin´ bout, "Hey, handsome"
I know that they hate me and want me for ransom
It´s nothin´ new, I won´t give into that
I eat the hate up and spit it right back
My lyrics like bullets, I´m shootin´ your ass
Women come and go with the cash
You gon´ learn and learn that shit fast
They gon´ fold, fold under act
I get my medicine straight out the bag (Hey)

[Lil Baby]
Brand new Corvette, come through smashin´ the gas (Skrrt)
They made me mad, now I´m back in my bag (I´m back)
I hope my main and my side never crash
Wide-body ´Cat, tryna dodge my past
We catch that boy, then we robbin´ his ass
It´s the principle, I don´t need the cash
Expensive bitches, half a million on lashes
I could kick it, but I don´t like to brag
Ho, they done made me mad, I´m ´bout to turn up (Turn it up)
I got my glizzy, wish a nigga run up
You can come get your bitch ´cause I don´t want her
I ran my millions up from off the corner

I´m the one out here doin´ what I wanna
My lil´ bro ran it up off marijuana
Grind in the winter, turn up in the summer
Trap house with sport, I press it then I launch it
I´m thankin´ God, ain´t no more free lunches
Got suspended, me and greeny hundred
House up on the hill, I used to want it
Now I got it, I don´t even stay there (Hey)
I get even, I don´t play fair
Probably spend me a million on haters
On they top, make ´em drop
And I don´t give a fuck ´bout no cops (Hey)
[iann dior]
Nowadays I get what I want
Lately been spendin´ the bag
Addicted to gettin´ that cash
Addicted to poppin´ them tags

Money was made for the sad
Now my ex-bitch callin´ back
Saw me come up out the random
Didn´t wait long, now that bitch throwin´ tantrums (Hey)
Her friends fell in love when I fell into fame
In my DMs talkin´ bout, "Hey, handsome"
I know that they hate me and want me for ransom
It´s nothin´ new, I won´t give into that
I eat the hate up and spit it right back
My lyrics like bullets, I´m shootin´ your ass
Women come and go with the cash
You gon´ learn and learn that shit fast
They gon´ fold, fold under act
I get my medicine straight out the bag (Woo)