I can′t be nobody else's

I want them bad bitches to myself, ′cause I'm selfish

Lit nigga, girl I know you felt it

Young Ghetto Lenny tried to tell you I'm for real bitch

Ain′t no effects, we come for the checks

We stirrin the racks, we trappin′ the jecks

We sleepin' in jets, we really the best (Brr, brr, brr)

We pull and flex, we speakin′ baguettes

The niggas done test, and the bitches done text

We came from the bottom, we never forget (Hey, hey, hey)

Get to a coward, I never allow it

Them niggas is jealous, them niggas is sour

They whatchin' and plottin

They wantin′ the power, and aim at your head

I'm sendin you the flowers, are standin′ on the couch

I [piss] on the tower, and sleep in the pools

Or fuckin' the showers

for all of the days they didn't allow us

(Hey, hey, hey, brr)

Ain′t no effects, we come for the checks

We stirrin the racks, we sleepin′ in jets

We jump on the jets, my niggas is next

(Hey, hey, hey, hey)

Fuck on the press, my niggas is next

Foot on they neck, spit no respect

My nigga we blessed (Hey-ay-ay-I-ay-I-ay)

You ride for the best, I'm here in the flesh

Keep the success, you lookin′ depressed

You did it to Catholic, shoot it to here

I shoot it to chasey, ayy

Travel in coach, my dad was a ghost

The bitch on the side, she don't got on no clothes

The moment is close, just watch the approach

(Hey, hey, hey, hey)

Momma I′m dope, my niggas is dope

They mention my name, I give them approach

She gave you a heart, she gave me her throat

(Hey, hey, hey, hey)

I got it made, my niggas is made

I'm gettin my money, my nigga I′m paid

The pussy is good, my credit is great

All I want is yacht, and some top, in the coupe, by the spot

And a bad bitch to cook, nigga look

Fuck a book, I never read, everything I got, I took

She on a plane, I'm on a lake

he gon' grill it, niggas goin′ ape

For heavens sake, he straight to play

I lift him up, but hit him up he levi

I can′t be nobody else's

I want them bad bitches to myself, ′cause I'm selfish

Lit nigga, girl I know you felt it

Young Ghetto Lenny tried to tell you "I′m for real bitch"

You ride for the best, I'm here in the flesh

Keep the success, you lookin′ depressed

You did it to Catholic, shoot it to here, I shoot it to, Ayy

Travel in coach, my dad was a ghost

The bitch on the side, she don't got on no clothes

The moment is close, just watch the approach

Hey, hey, hey, hey

Momma I'm dope, my niggas is dope

The switchup is dope, the pickup is dope

They feelin′ the waitin′ on the G. O. A. T

Hey, hey, hey, hey

I got it made, my niggas is made

I'm gettin my money, my nigga I′m paid

The pussy is good, my credit is great

All I want is yacht