[Intro]
(RAF)
[Verse 1]
I mean to kick this shit, a young nigga well off
I just hit LA, fuckin' up the rims on the coupe, I'm takin' the head off
My bitch givin' me that bed head
Twin got clippers, ready for a dread head
Pull out racks incase he thought I fell off
Did a show in overseas, it sold out (Woo, woo)
All my diamonds cold like Minnesota
My twin choppa knock him off a roller
Switch up on the Glock, this so bipolar
So much ice up on me, I'm in polar (Uh)
I'm in NYC, hit up Dover
Try to cross my back, lil' bitch it's over
I ain't change, I got a lil' older
New pack strong, I got a lil' odor
Touchdown in the city, throwin' fours up
Niggas watchin', so I gotta keep my nose up
Push up on his body, watch him froze up
Suicidal, now them niggas lookin' at my doors, yeah
He rock fake ass diamonds, don't endorse him (Go, go)
In Toronto, ballin' like DeRozan
In LA, all my niggas golden (Go, go)
In my way, I gotta keep a focus
[Chorus]
I lovе you like I love my money (No cap, no cap)
[?] had to keep shit runnin’ (Okay, okay)
I been had sons, nigga (Okay)
I bе smokin' exotic gas all day, feel it in my lung, nigga (Okay, okay)
You be stealin' my swag, all day, all day, better get yo own, nigga (Okay, okay)
[Verse 2]
Fuck it, I'm back in my zone (Zone)
Niggas actin' like lil' bitty bitches
I stay with that switch, nigga, what could go wrong? (Bop)
Talkin' online, he a son of a bitch
He my son, he my kid, he my motherfuckin' clone
Man, spend a band on my kicks, on these Geobaskets, mix the Prada, Rick Owen (Yeah)
Niggas talk on my name, where they at? That's what comes with this shit, I'm already knowin'
I pull up to the spot, and this ho tryna eat on my kids, man, she already goin’
I spend a band on my kicks, man, it is what it is, get a check and I blow
Hit from the back, and she let me record it, yeah
Eat her bad, and she call me, “The GOAT"
[?], like a Track', I'ma floor it
We got hella racks on the floor
We been had racks, but I want more
Had to drop that ho, let go
Try push up, sendin' 'em home
In the spot, you can't come through the door
Put 'em on the screen, like pick and roll
We got many chops, many more (Boom, boom, boom, yeah)
[Verse 3]
Heard you my twin, we go for the win (We go for the win)
No, I shouldn't have showed you loved, it is what it is
Pourin' codeine in my cup, I'm committin' sin
Want you like the tattoos on my body, that is on my skin
Hey, you were my favorite, man, I must admit
Lately I ain't doin' to much of them favors, niggas counterfeit
New ho so bad, in love with her shape, it's like I built the bitch
I was so damn broke, I can't even name 'em, forget they still exist
Still sent you, "I love you", for every single fuckin' call I missed
Seen you switch up, and I know you changed, but it is what it is
Niggas stole my flow, so I had to get up on some different shit
I can't trust no ho, only put my trust up in this F&N
I don't fuck with these niggas, that's why that guap and me, the best of friends
I was tryna take trips around the world, but you hit up Japan
The scars you left on me, forever, yeah they permanently
Give you the world if I could, give you the world if I can (Yeah, slatt, slatt, yeah)
[Verse 4]
I just walked in, this bitch pull up on me
Then passin' her off of the backboard
Lil' bitch got ass, and she throw it on me
[?]
These nigga soft as fuck, don't got no backbone
.223, lil' bullet gon' take off his afro
Walk down gang, and my niggas will check ya
All these rap nigga shit like a bathroom
No sneak diss, I'ma make sure to at you
Bring her home, like, "Welcome to my castle"
Break her whole heart, I did her like my last hoe
She a good heart, I'ma treat her like a bad one
Niggas cutthroat, [?]
I'm with two hoes, and they swing it like a bat, yeah
[Chorus]
I love you like I love my money (My money)
[?] had to keep shit runnin’
I been had sons, nigga (Been had)
I be smokin' exotic gas all day, feel it in my lung, nigga (Feel it in my lung)
You be stealin' my swag, all day, all day, better get yo own, nigga (Get yo own)
