That ho a trick, man
That bitch for the street
Ganger
Yeah

Gang-gang, ganger

I´m the reason niggas even wanna boss up (Yeah, I´m the one)
Get a nigga whacked, I ain´t gotta play tough (What?)
Used to be rich, but you fucked it all up (How?)
M this year, ain´t been a whole month (No cap)
Can´t be mad, you just gotta catch up (Catch up)
Your ho probably fucked every nigga with some money (She a trick)
I´m still in the hood posted up with the junkies (Nigga)
You never goin´ back to the hood, stop runnin´
I told her, "I know," when she text me she love me
Nigga touch me, on the spot, I´ma bust him (Bah, bah)

Too much lean in my pop, I need crutches (Ugh)
Payin´ that bitch for the twat, you a customer (What the fuck?)
How you got smoke with your opps and your brother?
I´m part of the mob, can´t be goofy for nothin´ (Huh?)
I woke up this morning, Rick Owens for breakfast
Then Gucci for lunch and then Louis for dinner (Louis for dinner)
Dive in that pussy, I´m scubain´ in it (Scubain´ in it)
Chrome Heart my glasses like substitute teacher
Joe Biden need to make hatin´ illegal (What?)
Rockin´ a mask, gotta pay just to see me
I´m classy, I´m sippin´ and raising my pinky
My bitch super bad, her feet even pretty (Her feet even pretty)

The real niggas dyin´, they tryna extinct ´em (What?)
If I had an opp, they´d be findin´ him stinkin´

If I had a dollar for every faithful bitch in the world, my account would be empty (Account would be empty)
She gave me head, my wrist on presidential, it´s giving me Monica Lewinsky
Too many fish in the sea, if she want Shark Lock boots, I´ll buy her Givenchy (Yeah)
Rap shit, I had to make it, my hype man a felon, he couldn´t even fly to the venue (Yeah)
Bitch don´t like porcelain, I get her dental implants, she ain´t never coppin´ no bridge (Yeah)
I left some shakes on the hardwood floor at the studio, but I ain´t never droppin´ no mid

Like it got eczema, I scratch off so many government names off pints of red
He postin´ drank but ain´t got none, I´m callin´ his bluff right now, shit give me a cringe

I fucked a fan inside of a five-star hotel, she the only one who came (Came)
She want me to take the Trojan off and sign it, but I´m not Bronny James (James)
It been a minute since I seen the main cabin, but half my watches plain
Balenciaga, I´m rich, but I´m dressin´ homeless, too many rips in my jeans
I´m fuckin´ a YouTube ho, I´m creatin´ content for all my bros in the chains
I´m Alvin Kamara lit, I done dragged her quick, you textin´ that ho like a saint

I got this bitch in the cut and I´m gettin´ it jumpin´, me and bro toastin´ a pint
Ain´t even trickin´, but here a few dates and I walk in Bottega, she get what she like (Get what she like)
Walk in Balenci´, get what she like (Get what she like)
Walk in Givenchy, get what she like (Get what she like)
As long as it´s fancy, make me my life (Nigga)
That shit used to be ´bout fast as you buy it
She blew me a kiss, you can call it a night (What? What?)
My jacket, my pants, it cost me a dime
I need to go get an endorsement with Sprite
Can´t tell on no nigga, might cost me my life (My life)

Tell all them niggas to count up my stripes
Feel like you 12, you spin with device
Bought her a butt, she ain´t even my type
I touched it up just to see what the hype
Eighty-five hundred on a Chanel hoodie and still wouldn´t give her a choice
I´m in your city, ain´t tryna play no games, only I came for a night
Starvin´ herself, she a faithful model, I wanted to tell her, "Go get you a meal"
I told lil´ bro grab a baby bottle, I never tell him, "Go get me a bib"
I cracked the seal on an Akorn bottle, ain´t never seen no squirrel get near us
She went and bleached her asshole, I poke with the thumb and I hit from the rear

I fucked a fan inside of a five-star hotel, she the only one who came (Came)
She want me to take the Trojan off and sign it, but I´m not Bronny James
It been a minute since I seen the main cabin, but half my watches plain
Balenciaga, I´m rich, but I´m dressin´ homeless, too many rips in my jeans
I´m fuckin´ a YouTube ho, I´m creatin´ content for all my bros in the chains
I´m Alvin Kamara lit, I done dragged her quick, you textin´ that ho like a saint

I got this bitch in the cut and I´m gettin´ it jumpin´, me and bro tossin´ the pot

Ain´t even trickin´, but here a few dates and I go in Bottega, say, "Get what you like" (Yeah, yeah)
Walk in Balenci´, get what you like
Walk into Louis, get what you like
Make it expensive, make me my life
Can´t be fucked with, nigga, you know what the fuck goin´ on