Every other day I be shopping for designer

This bitch sucked the soul out me, had me whining

This weed so good, it came from a different climate

I be wet as hell, make a hating nigga vomit

Niggas know to stay up out my way 'cause I'm a problem

All jokes aside, boy I bet these bullets hawk you

Little kids see me and they point like, "He balling"

These niggas want a verse, they be begging me so often

These niggas want a verse

they like, "Get me out the coffin"

Got so much BAPE, I'll wear it to go jogging

She wanna fuck so bad, I'm getting money so I'm stalling

She like what the fuck you on

you pour cups up way too often

A hunnid thousand ain't shit, I look at it like its nothing

Boy, all jokes aside, I got more money than your uncle

Shit, all I hear is, "Baby" or, "The Goat" what they call me

My nigga going down the way

when he make it, he gon' call me

If it ain't about no money, lil' boy you bet' not call me

I ain't tryna keep in touch 'cause

y'all broke and I'm balling

Shit I'm off a six of red, I don't know how I'm walking

Your opinion don't matter, I don't know why you talking

When I wake up out my sleep, all I see is dollar signs

All I see is designer like I got Prada eyes

I got so many kids rapping, I'm so fucking proud of mine

I'd copy me too cause these other niggas dry

I'm off so much Codeine, I don't think that I should drive

Blew a pound yesterday, I don't know how I'm alive

I'ma hit her from the back, I don't let no bitches ride

Contemplating with this bitch, if I'm bout to pour a line

Got a party pack of Percs, it look like a bag of goodies

You tryna save that lil' money

I'll spend it on some hoodies

Choppa with the wood grain, only use it for the bullies

What the fuck you talking bout, six K and you can book me