Turn my headphones up a lil´ bit
Yeah
I´m the best to ever do it, nigga
Yeah, yeah

Breakin´ up happy homes, Chrome Heart made my coat
These niggas behavin´ when rappers around, they actin´ like Amber Rose
She a ho, so I couldn´t propose, give a fuck if her name was Toast
Every day, I re-up on the dope, we gon´ drink us a cup with the fro
Goyard filled up with the load, dirty money, I spray it with cologne
Drive-thru, had the trap house rollin´, first play with the head, she gold
I make it so she get a swimmin´ lesson, I told her to backstroke
Yeah, you woulda thought I was a tennis lesson, I´m servin´ my ZIP code

I´m poppin´ these pills, smellin´ like weed, don´t fuck with award shows
He said he was standin´ on business, but him and the opps had a convo
I walk through the kitchen to get in the club, you standin´ in line, broke
Every day, dead fresh my closet, can´t live basically, I´m dyin´ slow
I´m sippin´ codeine by the pint, lil´ baby, I´m sorry, I don´t drive boat
I´m throwin´ it up in the club, the money you´d risk your life for
I´m rockin´ the Concrete Air Force 1, I can´t put a price on it
My twin got big-ass stones in the ear, look like he did a heist for it

My mama paid three thousand for a bag, can´t even put her phone in it
Paid two-fifty cash for gold Patek, ain´t even have stones in it
You niggas so soft, we cut them boys up and ain´t got no bones in ´em
Fuck around, fire, I spilled some blood all on my Chrome denim
Nigga mad at me, be mad at your ho, what the fuck is wrong with him?
Y´all took that front and unintentionally doin´ a song with him
I-T-S-U-S, anywhere, everywhere, nigga, we hot
These niggas so lame, they rock they jewelry inside the house
Ain´t fuck with these niggas, I´m master, movin´ around like a bastard
Ain´t goin´ back and forth with no sucker-ass nigga who fill out FAFSA

First nigga tug on my chain, make an example, make a disaster
I like my hoes no face, no case, my bitch straight out Nebraska

Swear to God I hate all these niggas
On my mama
Nigga, don´t ever get it confused just ´cause it´s paint on the nail, that motherfucker still squeeze the trigger (Brr)

Head-tap it, laid off in them tropics with some exotic shit
Goin´ out bad out the mouth come with consequences
You a whole ho, we seen it on the celly cam

Never catch me promoting weed on the Instagram
I wish my bitch would try to pull a Larsa Pippen
I just pulled up wood frames, rockin´ Ken Griffeys
Even if I could stop, I wouldn´t abort the mission
Bought that bitch a Tiffany bracelet and she started trippin´
You can´t call me lil´ bro ´cause you ain´t richer than me
I just filled my tires up, goin´ a hundred and sixty
Gave the bitch a cool rack, had his ass pissy
I don´t usually do that, but that´ll make her miss me
Beggin´ for her back, sneakin´, I don´t trust him
Terrible matchup, think he fuckin´ with me
Hit his ass up like Dr. Miami

Bringin´ cash up, I´m in the sixties family
M´s

Yeah
Gang gang
Can´t Be
CB, Crete boy, yeah
Yeah, yeah

Ridin´ ´round the city, dirty one-liter with me
These niggas like police dogs, nose in my business
I know a nigga hustle harder and he one-legged
We hop out suicide doors, the coupe got double letters
Young nigga ballin´ OD, they need to drug test me

I´m in the field rockin´ Chrome like Odell Beckham
I bought my shit so much shit, I got caught textin´
He just another dead goofy, he is not a legend
My whole gang up, purple rain, no umbrella
Mind got me paid off of kickin´ shit, Lionel Messi
White lady starin´ at my chain, nice, I created it
Glass pint slippin´ out the bottle, ooh, Cinderella
Walk down, tag a windshield like a car seller
Kill a young nigga, make his ass meet his ancestors
We just poured a pop, probably add what your stash was
We don´t wear no Goyards for fashion, it´s cash in it, nigga