Rocaine, baby

Came in with thigh pads like I'm playing for the Lions

Boy, we seen your paperwork

I don't know why the fuck you lying

I don't deal with middle men, nigga, where is the supplier?

Hawaiian runts that ain't out, I know I'm a lil higher

Told that bitch hold on, I gotta meet up with my buyer

And his son play my music, shit shout out to Elijah

Bitch I'm tryna get these millions

I'm not thinking 'bout no title

Talk to God every night, but I can't tell you bout no bible

I got an appointment with Prada, I'ma call upon arrival

High as hell in the Lamb, how these lil scats excite you?

In the hood with my chopper

you can see if I'm gon' fight you

My niggas real grimy, I don't know if they gon' like you

Blow ten off in Sacks, I buy everything I like

I want four thousand for a verse

you can't afford the shit I write

In the hills having brunch

and this house look like a castle

Bored as hell with my money

spent five hundred on some sandals

I'ma buy the whole pint, nigga, if it's straight drop

I don't do no leg shots, you can get your head popped

I ain't need to get the work, fucking

Every time I grab some woods, I'ma need the whole box

Catch a nigga out in traffic, we gon' drop the whole top

I be really having shit, boy, you just getting by

I be competin' with myself, 'cause these niggas live a lie

These are 762's that they Charger can't Dodge

Real love for the drank, like I'm Mary J. Blige

My white bitch love me, I can't look in Kate eyes

They like who the fuck is he? How he get them mob ties?

Tied in with something different

shit'll make you close your eyes

Cause a riot in your hood, boy, you better close the blinds

She pulled up to give me head, but I told her never mind

You so motherfucking broke, it look like you never tried

R. I. P. my nigga O, swear I wish you never died

Bitch, I know that I'm the shit

I think all these bitches slick

I'm a scamming ass nigga, I be catching all the bricks

She a trifling ass bitch, she be catching all the

You can tell I'm getting money, I be looking like the shit

In the Lamborghini truck, it blow fire when you hit it

I don't know what you talking 'bout

I'm denying when I hit it

WHen a bitch fuck with me, I'ma change how she living

Boy, you always broke, where that money you be getting?