I swear they envy me
I ain’t worried bout no one-sided beefs
I got no enemies
I ain’t worried bout nobody else
Because they can’t be me
Like honestly where the hell did u come from?
But i dont wanna hear nothing when i blow up!
Paparazzi instantly when i show up
Too many lights it make me wanna throw up
Walk in this joint, come here girl put my coat up
Stacking my cup, lets go, pour a 4 up!
2 x 2 so we throwing 4s up
Butterfly doors i put the doors up!
I put that wok in my soda and she wanna talk like i do not know her
I gotta step differеnt cause they watching me now
Swеar everybody just talk like me
Stand on my money u ain’t tall like me
Im up in paris that fashion weekend
I swear they all on me
Way too dripped out for no reason
Label on label keep calling me
I got the game in my hands
I cannot beef wit no fan
Im way2up!
Amiri my jeans and they stuffed wit bands
Ima bout to spend it all!
Gotta watch out for snakes cus that was my mans
Boutta cut them off real quick like damn
Gotta take out the weeds from my garden
I dont care thats who i am
I hadda switch my flow for all my children now
Off of the perc she geeked up!
We dont do nothing we pilling out
They think that we beefed up
But honestly ima grill em out
Choppa chill em out like yea yea yea
At the front door we finna kick it down
Better get ur keys up boy
Off of the x we be teed up boy!
Off white on me i be fleed out boy!
It takes nothing to take out a g now boy
U ain’t safe like i know where u be at boy
Sneak dissin me and i see that boy
U want some clout and u need it boy
U used to doubt me, like get ignored
Now u talk about me, like u know the score
Got demons around me, jump out the doors!
We so up rn lets go!
They gonna copy my cadence and flow
Ima stay winnin like i am the goat
Can’t go back like i can’t go
Aye yuh aye yuh!
Im gon-
Im gon break ur heart, shawty
Told her ima break her heart, shawty
Im gon-
Im gon break ur heart, shawty
Told her ima break her heart, shawty
I gotta step different cause they watching me now
Swear everybody just talk like me
Stand on my money u ain’t tall like me
Im up in paris that fashion weekend
I swear they all on me
Way too dripped out for no reason
Label on label keep calling me
I got the game in my hands
I cannot beef wit no fan
Im way2up!
Amiri my jeans and they stuffed wit bands
Ima bout to spend it all!
Gotta watch out for snakes cus that was my mans
Boutta cut them off real quick like damn
Gotta take out the weeds from my garden
I dont care thats who i am
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