This young boy from Texas so excuse my grammar

Big booty my standards, D'USSE and Fanta

If I'm in the scene, I'm flexin' in the camera

Check my fellas, we all flock the same

We birds of the same feather

We together, this forever, switchin' bezels, every level

Me and Cinco push that two-door coupe

Ain't none of this shit rented

Servin' vicious, fuck your favorite rapper

Hope he get offended

I was trippin' off that ho before

but promise I ain't trippin'

I was trippin' off them Ksubi jeans

but now my closet drippin'

Designer, got a bag and I couldn't be prouder (Nah)

Drop a song and your status went nada (Nah)

In the booth if I'm tryna get proper (Yeah)

I was a schoolboy just tryna get collard greens

Homie outside with Alicia Keys

I make money from mics, they make money from fiends (Yeah)

Root of all evil, what got me them tickets at Regal

So fuck what's illegal

I'm different, I really ain't get a handout

I know half of these rappers were gimmicks (On gang)

I write my own lyrics, I bought my own pen

All them O's buy my songs, screamin' "Fuck your opinion"

No need for a nigga to say that I'm winnin'

It's fuck everybody, the way I been feelin'

I got me a bitch and my bitch got a bitch (On God, on God)

So they down for a threesome, nigga (On God)

This young boy from Texas so excuse my grammar

Big booty my standards, D'USSE and Fanta

If I'm in the scene, I'm flexin' in the camera

Check my fellas, we all flock the same

We birds of the same feather

We together, this forever, switchin' bezels, every level

Switch a Lambo' for a Chevy, backseat heavy from that heavy

Want a bad bitch with the fetti

when she ready, bitch, I'm ready

Fuck the sex, I want that Becky, gimme Becky if you let me

I whip slow, my cook game steady

turn that boy into spaghetti

I could ask a partner in my camp to handle somethin'

They just do it like they beefin' with Adidas (Yeah)

Bitches poppin' pussy for the

same skinny nigga droppin' music

Ain't nobody have believe it (Yeah)

Took a couple Ls, I ain't tweakin'

I got money to help all my reasons (Yeah)

I got shorties from all major regions

I jumped in the water and claimin' the deep end (Hold on)

Different money I'm countin' those shorties I'm poundin' on

I know them niggas is pissed

I'ma put a new Patek on by my bitch silicone

Then I'ma double again

Niggas ain't solid, I don't claim a friend

Because when I was knockin', you ain't let me in

Niggas lose vision all over the pussy

Respect the whole gang 'fore a blue Benjamin

Witness everyone say that I'm up

I was stuck at the bottom, you ain't give a fuck

I don't care for a bitch, I ain't searchin' for love

And I ain't trust a soul if he ain't from above

I ain't surfin' the wave, I got lost, fuck a brush

When I got in the game, I was shit out of luck

They would look at my pain and they ain't help me up

If you mention my name, say, "I don't give a fuck" (Bitch)

This young boy from Texas so excuse my grammar

Big booty my standards, D'USSE and Fanta

If I'm in the scene, I'm flexin' in the camera

Check my fellas, we all flock the same

We birds of the same feather

We together, this forever, switchin' bezels, every level