I ain´t Aaron Rodgers ´cause I´m still on that pack, nigga
Still got twelve on my motherfuckin´ back, nigga
Came home from jail, they was tryna send me back, nigga

I just called my nigga Donald Trump and that was that, nigga

Fuckin´ all night long when I wake up, I could barely walk
Money callin´ me, I said, "Hello?", That shit said, "Can we talk?"
Don´t care who these rappers are, that shit sound sound like salad bars
Countin´ so much money, I´ma need a hand massage
I took a sip like that shit Frappuccino
I wore a tuxedo to cook up a kilo
I´m in the kitchen lookin´ like Al Pacino
Whippin´ Aquafina ´til it´s Pellegrino
Shout out the C.O that gave me some pussy in jail
On the d-low, she one, double zero
Shout out to freak hoes that I get the lead role

But this is a b-roll lowkey had me emo (Fuck)

I ain´t a killer but you pushin´ me
I smoke your lil ass like some kushery
I burn your lil ass like a DVD
I caught my lil´ ho with a EBT
I think this ho thinking ´bout havin´ ten of me
Ten of me, ten of me, ten of me
She want some company, she want some misery
She want some Tiffany´s, bitch, you a ephany
I know the bad times won´t ever replace the good (The good)
I got some new money comin´ in, gotta make room (Check)

Instead of me holdin´ the trophy, I´d rather my brothers

I got a homie who stay in the field, on the mountain, had a hell of a splittable
Now he inside and he totin´ a cutter
They put a lil´ thing on the side that go clickin´ and make it go, "Brr"
Smoother than butter and I´m always tellin´ myself
Just ´cause he showin´ me love, it do not mean they love us
I´m takin´ my time and can nobody rush us
Said she got a man with a whole lot of rules, and she breakin´ em all
So I´m doin´ it justice, don´t leave me alone, I never did trust us
Too many eyes on the team like I´m sendin´ a text with no auto-correct, huh, huh
Say she a virgin until she get fucked like a slut on the jet

I only come to collect
I´ma go through all the threat without makin´ a threat
Shit is a movie, it´s lookin´ like Tubi and I´m seein too many flaws in your set
Still on road and I came off tourin´
And I ain´t shit but I´m still important
I don´t judge and I do no courtin´
It ain´t nothin´ left when I take my portion
We gon´ die enormous, playin´ no games and I still be scorin´
Ain´t shit pretty, my bitch is gorgeous
Now that man in the mirror ain´t normal

I ain´t a killer but you pushin´ me
I smoke your lil ass like some kushery
I burn your lil ass like a DVD

I caught my lil´ ho with a EBT
I think this ho thinking ´bout havin´ ten of me
Ten of me, ten of me, ten of me
She want some company, she want some misery
She want some Tiffany´s, bitch, you a ephany
I know the bad times won´t ever replace the good (The good)
I got some new money comin´ in, gotta make room (Yeah)

I ain´t Aaron Rodgers ´cause I´m still on that pack, nigga
Still got twelve on my motherfuckin´ back, nigga
Came home from jail, they was tryna send me back, nigga
I just called my nigga Donald Trump and that was that, nigga