[Chorus]
Aye, yo bitch blowing up my phone she let me tell the truth
'Cause mine getting on my nerves, I can't handle two
I remember rerocking n***as, getting extras through
You know what the fuck going on, I say 22
Young n***a, with the same pull as a O.G
Approach me, talking rah rah I knock out four teeth
These n***as ratted out, half of 'em be the police
Riding with the load on my way to meet Habibi

[Verse 1]
I'm smoking Sherbert and it mix with my cologne
N***a mad 'cause his bitch rapping me when I come on
Everybody know that it's cheaper when they home
My n***as made me rap, shit I had stopped making songs
But I can't stop what I'm doing, they ain't stop making phones
Know this lean ain't cool, shit I'll stop it when I'm gone
Spent two-thousand on a coat, you in a hoodie looking bold
This time last year I was busy on the road
Somebody help that n***a out, shit he out here looking lost
You can't put a n***a in position, then you not a boss
In and out of Neiman Marcus, used to shop at Last Call
Put a n***a in a hearse, all it take is one call
I can't even shop, shit I'm taking pictures in the mall
If it's bout some money then I'm tryna get involved
I got years in this jugg, most of this is new to y'all
Used to steal hall passes, make sales in the hall
[Chorus]
Aye, yo bitch blowing up my phone she let me tell the truth
'Cause mine getting on my nerves, I can't handle two
I remember rerocking n***as, getting extras through
You know what the fuck going on, I serve twenty-two
Young n***a, with the same pull as a O.G
Approach me, talking rah rah I knock out four teeth
These n***as ratted out, half of 'em be the police
Riding with the load on my way to meet Habibi

[Verse 2]
I ain't hitting nothing like you lil bum n***as
Sent a picture of the package told the plug come get it
You was scared to jump off the porch, n***a I was with it
I been throwing bitches in the garbage, shit ridiculous
Riding through the hood smoking cookie with my villains
Whole game jugg & finesse for a living
Three-five in my wood, it might take a n***a with it
At Benihanas off the percs, mad as hell I got to itching
You ain't on what I'm on, I ain't fucking with you n***as
I might buy up all the drank & leave nothing for you n***as
You ain't got no money, you be all up under n***as
I'ma be the first to tell you I ain't stressing bout no bitches
Just know if I sign, I got a check up out them n***as
On my VLONE shit with a choppa in the trenches
These hoes love me, but I don't love these bitches
No limit when I shop, the price change yo opinion
[Chorus]
Yeah, yo bitch blowing up my phone she let me tell the truth
'Cause mine getting on my nerves, I can't handle two
I remember rerocking n***as, getting extras through
You know what the fuck going on, I say
Young n***a, with the same pull as a
Approach me, talking rah rah I knock out—
These n***as ratted out, half of 'em be the police
Riding with the— on my— yeah