He-he-he-he-he-he-he-he (A Lau on this bitch)
Ah-ah, ah, ah, ah

I´m in the corner, I´m watching you kiss him
R-I-P to my loved ones, they know that I miss ´em

I´ll show you it´s real love
All the real niggas gon´ feel ya´, yeah

Now I´m filing the plug, bitch, I got Mob Ties
Now I´m in new Bentley coupe with the frog eyes
How would you feel if I was your mans?
Tryna backdoor, you won´t be again
I´m done taking L´s, shit got better
Used to sleep on the floor, none of this handed to me
Just know I keep a stick if you ran up to me
Thought you was my mans, nigga, they envy me
I´m not the guy that you taking home
I keep dancing on my own
Me and my chopper, hey
Me and my chopper, hey
I connected the dots
Got a new firearm

And I´m still wearing Saint Laurent
Fuck that shit, I need to get a new weapon
I don´t really care about the Gucci collection
Bitch, I was really in the block like Tetris
Now I got my bitch in designer dresses
??? got to watch how I move
Take my pain away, you can keep it
Shooter with dreads, I´ma call that nigga Takeoff
Big drake on me, now he tooken´ off
Got shot in his shit, now he eat through a straw
Got a big drake, I started from the bottom
I never thought I had me a model
Big .45, I´ma creep like a possum
Amigo plug, no Americano
He like "Why he got a gun and he wearing Red Bottoms?"
Yo´ nigga be plotting like shit, so I watch him
They hearing that shit, that nigga in trauma

I´m rich, you broke, we not in the same column
Nobody care but I did
My chopper sing, chandelier
I tried to call, he was dead
He Young Thug, my shooter with dreads

I´m in the corner, I´m watching you kiss him
R-I-P to my loved ones, they know that I miss ´em
I´ll show you it´s real love
All the real niggas gon´ feel ya´, yeah