Ever gon' Ever gon' see, yeah, I promise! Ever gon' see, yeah, I promise! Aye man get your m-fuckin' hands away from my syrup man Livin' life bro, I'm happy Baby you know that I might be the Realest little nigga you ever gone see Baby you know that I might be trillest little nigga that you wanna be Baby you know that I might be the Richest little nigga you ever could treat And you know that I might just scoop That little bitch up off of her feet All of these niggas they know that They fallin' and everyone wanna be me All of these bitches don't wanna be Cheated on but all these bitches wan' cheat All of these bitches wanna be the new Wifey but all of these bitches be cheatin' All of these rappers I swear they watering down, on the chlorine Feed me, feed me These pussy niggas tighter than a wedgie, weegee I live life like a sniper, they can't see me, see me Her heart like an old diaper, I can't leave it, leave it I'm drinkin' on this m-fuckin' mud Okay my fuckin' back pocket is fat like a butt I swear I'ma blood, I can never be your cuz You can roger that like my m-fuckin' boss (Losie!) I'll bippoty-bop, then stick it and fade I keep some coke and the rocks on me every day I got a bitch with a yacht missin' in the bay Come here choke me if you wan' go on a date I'll make bail within' the first 48 I'll give her the stick She gone get a clip, bigger than a porn star dick And I need new casting for a porn star clip Baby you know that I might be the realest little nigga you ever gone see Baby you know that I might be trillest little nigga that you wanna be Baby you know that I might be the Richest little nigga you ever could treat And you know that I might just scoop That little bitch up off of her feet All of these niggas they know that They fallin' and everyone wanna be me All of these bitches don't wanna be Cheated on but all these bitches wan' cheat All of these bitches wanna be the new Wifey but all of these bitches be cheatin' All of these rappers I swear they watering down, on the chlorine That's called breathin', that's how you let that bitch breathe fool Okay you know all my diamonds got no flaws Momma move to 85 north not 85 south I think these hoes piranhas, excluding my baby momma I take care my daddy momma by pullin' up with them bundles If I ain't treat you good little baby just know it's karma You did my nigga wrong, I know it, it was last summer Lyin' to me, tellin' me I'm the bomb like Osama I wish I could spend 50 bands on tour for grandmama I'll crack that nigga head with a bottle I could never call, not a fed, not a cop Niggas said im the best and i said oh yeah YSL fuck the rest cause we got right now Niggas got me on my syrup in this Bentley, see ya'll That little bitch ask for a purse and you know I said yeah She gone act just like a clerk when them feds in there She might act like she know Bird when them players in there Baby you know that I might be the realest little nigga you ever gone see Baby you know that I might be trillest little nigga that you wanna be Baby you know that I might be the Richest little nigga you ever could treat And you know that I might just scoop That little bitch up off of her feet All of these niggas they know that They fallin' and everyone wanna be me All of these bitches don't wanna be Cheated on but all these bitches wan' cheat All of these bitches wanna be the new Wifey but all of these bitches be cheatin' All of these rappers I swear they watering down, on the chlorine Yeah I'm a crazy m-fucker, fool I got on flu but you know I'm still drippin' you know what I'm sayin'

Southside on the track, yeah Yeah Back to back Ooh, ooh Yee! I take molly and go up (up) We take coke (and what?) we go up (go up) We got hoes (bitches) it's 'bout to go up (ooh) You playin' with smoke (brrt), it can go up (it can go up) It can go up (yee-hee), it can go up (yee-hee) It's up (say what?), it's up (ayy) It can go up (yee-hee), we can get up (yee-hee) Let's go up (yee), let's go up (yee) Hundred racks on right now What the fuck is you talkin' 'bout, lil' bitty bitch? I got bitches tryna fuck me, tryna suck me Tryna meet me, I don't need money, they're rich I got a couple little bitches I done bought a Patek I'ma put a couple more in their tip Bless her hips (oh), them bitches dip (oh-oh, yeah) I just got a ghetto ho to better ho, another ho I'm ridin' 'round with [?] Bullet to your head, we done bust it over brick We ain't playin' 'bout our stuff, big killin' (yeah) I just got a king size box of red bottoms Spend a hundred racks on bitches [?] jet just bought me a seal Act', I don't need bubblegum or nothin' I just got a real pint of Actavis We don't need no bubblegum or nothin' I just got a real pint of Act' We ain't need bubblegum or no-nothin', yeah, uh Kibbles and Bits my dog 'cause we German, uh I just twisted a Backwood, I think it was sherbet (let's go) Yee-hee, Goyard ('yard) Yee-hee, let's have a money war (yah) Yee-hee, see me hidden in the dark (yah) Yee-hee, my niggas, we lovin' this war (my niggas, we lovin' this war) Yee-hee, I forgot about superstardom (yeah, yeah) Yee-hee, I take my dog's charge (yeah, yeah) Yee-hee, make me pull your dog card Yee-yee, and the 'ting go bad up (yee) I take molly and go up (up) We take coke (and what?) we go up (go up) We got hoes (bitches) it's 'bout to go up (ooh) You playin' with smoke (brrt), it can go up (it can go up) Let's go up (let's go up), we can go up (we can go all way up) We can go up (yeah, we can go up), we can go up (yeah, we can go up) We can go up (let's go up), we can get up (we can go all way up) Let's go up (yeah, we can go up), let's go up (yeah, we can go up) Fuck your bitch for my brunch (woah, woah, what?) Go to Paris for lunch (let's go, yeah) Smokin' that gas like a skunk (skunk), got a camel, no hump (Lil Uzi) Nigga, don't talk greasy, better believe me You know I stay where the cheese be, bitch, I'm a star like a Ouija I did not mean to get creepy, Diamonds, they wet, need a squeejee (squeejee) You know I be where the dawgs at, We know you hang where the fleas be (eww) Automatic where my keys be, I need that shit Puerto Rican She suck my dick and she leakin', Just livin' my life and it's easy (okay) She put her knees where my feet be, I need a whip that got three seats (yeah, yeah, yeah) Have a threesome, yeah, that's all week (yeah, yeah, yeah) Don't want them hoes, yeah, they all weak (yeah, yeah, yeah) Have a threesome, yeah, that's all week Don't want them hoes, yeah, they all weak Pitch the rock just like a floater, diamonds colder like a boulder Canary look like Corona, heard you own her, well I stole her Well at least I'm just a loner, smokin' gas, bitch, I'm a stoner He want my swag, he's a cloner, Look at my pocket it's big, gettin' swoler I do not like her, so I can't promote her Whippin' them babies then leave it in strollers You know she treat the Molly like the coca Let's go up We can go up, we can go up We can go up, let's go up We can go up, we can go up Shh, shh, eskeetit, look at this dead man, shh, shh Come on, we gotta put him in a trash can (come on) I'm 'bout to run, I was just on a Xanny Don't give no fuck, I got a prostitute Granny I got some girl, and that shit stuck in my vein (yeah) I'm in a coupe, 'bout to be switchin' the lane (yeah) I got a girl meetin' me right when I land (yeah) I made it clear, I'ma look out when I can (yeah) Thank you, my brother, thank you, thank you, pardon me (pardon me) Thank you, thank you, thank you, Thank you for remainin' the same ('mainin' the same) [?] tryna [?] a ho, you a lame Money callin' and I'm reachin' out every rate (yee) I take molly and go up (up) We take coke (and what?) we go up (go up) We got hoes (bitches) it's 'bout to go up (ooh) You playin' with smoke (brrt), it can go up (it can go up) It can go up (yee-hee), it can go up (yee-hee) It's up (say what?), it's up (ayy) It can go up (yee-hee), we can get up (yee-hee) Let's go up (yee), let's go up (yee)

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na I think them niggas is scared of us They flexing but only for cameras I embarrass 'em If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you I think them niggas is scared of us Flexing but only for cameras Nothing these niggas could do to us Who the fuck can they compare to us? Nothing these niggas could say to us I let 'em stare if they stare at us Look at my chain, I embarrass 'em Fuck it, it ain't no comparison These niggas ain't catching up to us I swear these niggas need stamina I broke her heart in a paragraph, turned to a thottie to care it up Now that bitch feel so embarrassing Diamonds be dancing, I blur it up Your shit is fake, you can't swear to it I know you fronting, you panicking, I get dressed up like a mannequin Put on a fit and embarrass 'em, it's so embarrassing I put this beat on my body list Metro a beast, yeah he bodied it, they tried to give me a stylist I told 'em I'm good, yo you wylin' I got sick of wearing Versace, I want red bottoms Don't let me get in a fight with 'em One of them spikes and I might hit him I'm from the jungle, say that you fuck with gorillas I know that you niggas be lying I gotta stay humble, that's why I fuck with the realest I swear I put that on the Bible You stuck in your feelings, say I'm fucking on your bitch And you should've never ever wifed her That's word to my mother, if a nigga take my bitch, fuck it I'ma find another lover, we flex on each other Cuban dripping on my wrist, I could put whatever on the other That's word to my mother I think them niggas is scared of us Flexing but only for cameras Nothing these niggas could do to us Who the fuck can they compare to us Nothing these niggas could say to us I let 'em stare if they stare at us Look at my chain I embarrass 'em Fuck it, it ain't no comparison I think them niggas is scared of us Flexing but only for cameras Nothing these niggas could do to us Who the fuck can they compare to us Nothing these niggas could say to us I let 'em stare if they stare at us Look at my chain I embarrass 'em Fuck it, it ain't no comparison You gotta be kidding me Most of my shit come from Italy, W up, make 'em sick of me Ice on my pinky too glittery Pass on a show, it ain't shit to me I keep a blicky, just in case a nigga with me ain't with me And I see a enemy, everything litty Plus my fingers kinda sticky from rolling up that icky icky Them cookies be hitting Beam came with the strap, ladder hanging off of that Yeah I get too attatched I ain't fucking with the Act', I be tripping off of that I'ma keep it a stack Mike Amiri's on me stretch But I'm holding all this bread, I'ma keep me a bag They was saying I was next Ever since I hit the booth and I jumped on a track I think them niggas is scared of us Flexing but only for cameras Nothing these niggas could do to us Who the fuck can they compare to us Nothing these niggas could say to us I let 'em stare if they stare at us Look at my chain I embarrass 'em Fuck it, it ain't no comparison I think them niggas is scared of us Flexing but only for cameras Nothing these niggas could do to us Who the fuck can they compare to us Nothing these niggas could say to us I let 'em stare if they stare at us Look at my chain I embarrass 'em Fuck it, it ain't no comparison Ain't no comparison Fuck it, it ain't no comparison Look at my chain, it's embarrassing I'm flexing on 'em, embarrassing Flexing on 'em, so embarrassing Look at my chain, it's embarrassing If Young Metro don't trust, you I'm gon' shoot you

I took her on a baecation She fell in love with the way I tasted I fell in love with the way she take it Go down on it girl, I know you wanna taste it I took her on a baecation We ain't even really dating I spent a long time waiting Go down on me girl, I'm running out of patience My name is Artist, I can draw shit She be all up in my phone, she just wanna start shit She will not leave me alone till I take her shopping Louis bag with a stash and her Birkin wallet Yeah, let's go on a baecation Baby, we can go to Vegas and change locations Don't you worry bout a hater, they gon' keep hating They sendin' shots, I just dodge like I'm in the Matrix Used to school park in the Uber Now we taking flights, spending nights in Aruba I hope we can do a lot of things, fuck the rumors On the beach, Henny Coladas in the cooler All the hoes gon' follow, understand that If you end up heart broken I didn't plan that I wanna take you so far I don't know where to begin at Baby girl at least you know where my head at So, I took her on a baecation She fell in love with the way I tasted I fell in love with the way she take it Go down on me girl, I know you wanna taste it I took her on a baecation We ain't even really dating I spent a long time Go down on me girl, I know you want I could put you on, I won't do you wrong baby You know what you're doing, I just hope you don't play me Louis Vuitton don, you know I be going crazy Go to San Juan, put you on the front page and If they hate girl, fuck 'em they can stay hating You can whip the Benzi, let 'em watch us racing and When they hear me on the radio station They gon' wish they was you but I ain't replacing My bitch so expensive She listen to me but she never listen They tried to push me off my pivot but I'm never tripping She never bitch and love to kick it, Rose sipping I fuck with you but girl don't get it twisted It's money over everything so I be getting chicken I'm hard to get with so they never got the cash, be slipping Put you on a private jet, fuck a plane ticket So, I took her on a baecation She fell in love with the way I tasted I fell in love with the way she take it Go down on me girl, I know you wanna taste it I took her on a baecation We ain't even really dating I spent a long time Go down on me girl, I know you want

I don't need love, that shit is so, so petty Don't you go tweet 'bout it, we could speak 'bout it if you really, really with me Growin' up bein' in the gas stations, in the CVSs gettin' gifties, yeah And if you really my nigga, word to mother, we gon' split it 50-50, yeah (JoeFromYO) They call me a SoundCloud boy, they stealin' my sound now, boy I feel like I'm really the king in my city, I got the crown now, boy Two .38s on the side of me, lookin' like a cowboy, yeah Niggas be actin' like bitches, I might as well just call you tomboys Don't play with me, .38 on me, and I'm feelin' so, so special Niggas is lucky I'm busy gettin' money 'cause I really coulda left you Pull up in my hoodie on the scene, so, so scary I prolly got more Mike Amiri jeans than Mike Amiri, yeah, beasty, used to lurk in the bushes Now when I open my eyes I look in the sky, hopin' I make it to Heaven You can have family ties, all rats gotta die, you can still be a dub if you tellin' And even if it was my cousin, it is a dub, fuck it, just knock off his melon I swear I don't need love, that shit is so, so petty Don't you go tweet about it, we could speak about it if you really, really with me Pull up in my hoodie on the scene, so, so scary Prolly got more Mike Amiri jeans than Mike Amiri Heard they wanna catch me lackin', oh, please (oh, please) Yeah, they don't know I'm really odee ('dee) Niggas rattin', eatin' on cheese (cheese) Just free the real until they all free (mm) Hoodie on, rockin' long sleeves, uh-uh, Richard Mille make my wrist bleed, mmm-mmm Lamborghini car keys, vroom-vroom, I don't know why they actin' like they G'd up, hmm-mmm Wipe a nigga nose like he sneezin', hmm-mmm, go to Elliot for Aquafina, huh-uh Chain lookin' like a hockey puck, hmm, like a freezer, hmm You told me never say never, then you told me you would never get me set up (yeah) But love is a set-up already, shoulda said, "I love you" to a Bentley (mmm) I know niggas that ain't even graduate can't leave the country, they felons already But fuck it, at least they know better, any nigga could tell ain't no tellin' I done seen niggas tell on they brother, 'em niggas was there for you when you were strugglin' I done seen niggas love on they bitch and go kiss her and hug her right after she suckin' dick And you gotta watch out for niggas that's watchin' your money, watch who you get money with And don't you compete with your own gang, no, don't you go be on no funny shit 'Cause niggas'll tell on they whole gang 'cause they was jealous, so jealous, yeah I was addicted to Balmain, I did every Amiri denim (yeah) I'm not a regular person, I threw away all my Margielas (yeah) Got a closet with nothin' but fly shit, trendsetter from my hat to my sweater, yeah-yeah I swear I don't need love, that shit is so, so petty Don't you go tweet about it, we could speak about it if you really, really with me Pull up in my hoodie on the scene, so, so scary Prolly got more Mike Amiri jeans than Mike Amiri Hoodie on, rockin' long sleeves, uh-uh Richard Mille make my wrist bleed, uh-uh Lamborghini car keys, vroom-vroom