Yeah, uh (Let’s go)
Bring the bass to the studio (Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go)
Why they hatin’ on that n#gg# that they used to know?
Keep on talkin’, they just talkin’, we ain’t cool no more (Nah)
FaceTime shawty just to see what mood she on (Okay)
All-white bricks, my hotline bling, uh (Hello)
Coolin’ with my team, uh (Yeah), touched a couple strings, uh (Yeah)
Made a lot of green (Yeah), really don’t mean much to me
I put death over designer, sh#t, I’ll buy a fit from Shein
But this Louis came from Louis, spent two hunnid on these jeans
Momma proud of me, name got extra calories, weight on that (Weight on that)
Do a show and pay a bro and put that sh#t on income tax (On gang)
All my bros is totin’ poles, I promise we could [?]
I remember they ain’t know the boy
Got some money in my pockets, now they love the boy (They love the boy), damn
You ain’t ever wanna f#ck the boy (Nah)
Sweet tooth, baby, you just want my almond joy (Yeah, okay, okay), damn
I remember they ain’t know the boy (Nah)
Got some money in my pockets, now they love the boy, damn
You ain’t ever wanna f#ck the boy
Sweet tooth, baby, you just want my almond joy
But you ain’t trippin’, I ain’t trippin’
Fourteen, saw a dream (Yeah), fifteen, made a scheme (Yeah)
Sixteen, made a team, twenty-one, love the green
Started talkin’ for the profit, haters boost my self-esteem
All my partners keep on rockin’, leave that talkin’ to a beam, yeah
Coolin’ in the penthouse, all my b#tches thick now
I don’t shop at Pacsun, I like rockin’ Ricks now
He said he don’t like me, tell that n#gg#, “Sit down”
Parties, don’t invite me, so I like to kick down doors
Pour a couple fours, make me wipe a n#gg# nose
I ain’t trippin’ off a partner who was switchin’ on the bros
Lately, I been on the mission, I could never switch the code
Baby, you don’t have a clue ’bout who I am (Uh)
Sicker then the phlegm, uh, Mister I Am Him, uh
Ballin’ at the rim, you ain’t gotta question them
I been workin’ hella missions, I ain’t ever been content
I got a bag and let you know that I ain’t ever be your friend
I remember they ain’t know the boy (Nah)
Got some money in my pockets, now they love the boy (They love the boy), damn
You ain’t ever wanna f#ck the boy (Momma, look)
Sweet tooth, baby, you just want my almond joy (Yeah), damn
I remember they ain’t know the boy
Got some money in my pockets, now they love the boy, damn (Damn)
You ain’t ever wanna f#ck the boy
Sweet tooth, baby, you just want my almond joy
But you ain’t trippin’, I ain’t trippin’
Fourteen, saw a dream, fifteen, made a scheme
Fourteen, saw a dream, fifteen, made a scheme
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