Yeah (Yeah, yeah) For better or worse I'm here with you (For better or worse) I just logged of the internet, 'cause niggas be fake beefin' I showed these niggas what to do with a Drake feature (Yeah) Six-time nominated, used to wait in line, I done got us accommodated (Yeah) Just think about the last seven months that I dominated (Yeah) The cars that we drive come in like common dеnominators You could be the one livin' this lifе or the commentator I hope I live a life to see my niggas exonerated Why they gettin' canceled? (Canceled) I'm not a slave in my whip, I'm ownin' my masters When I drop that Moon Boy I took off like NASA (Skrrt) I'm finally at a place where we can talk 'bout the fucked shit (Fuck it) Don't need you complainin' because I go through enough shit These niggas all my sons like I grew up on Bushwick I went from no money on my books to overbooked, bitch We out in Palestine, they had to give me my flowers like I'm their valentine It was a matter of time, I never talked to the cops when it was a matter of crime How the fuck a legal drug turned to a federal crime? I got some niggas in prison who doin' federal time And I heard you niggas fallin' off, I could feel the decline My shit through the roof, don't give a fuck how the ceilin' designed Hangin' with some made niggas who be on militant time You niggas toy soldiers, when they was tryna keep me in the game, I crossed over Feds tryna intercept the pack and got Moss'd over Filipino hoes in the room get tossed over Now look at me cross-over (Yeah) And I rap like my life depend on this shit (It does, nigga) I ain't got no love for these bitches, yeah They never treated me special, they never did shit but be extra No Uber, make her drive herself like a Tesla Guns on the dresser came with a compresser Don't you treat, treat, treat me like sixth man, uh, yeah Ayy, tell the valet, "Bring the Urus to the parking lot" I got shooters in this car, don't whip up in this parking spot I know niggas talk a lot 'cause they all make 'em walk a lot I'm bougie, what you talkin' 'bout? You never sucked this dick so stop Bitches, they be fake as fuck, fake ass, fake titties Fake attitude, hoe, actin' like you don't drink Henny Talkin' 'bout some nights before the tour, what you gon' do to get it? Ayy, I prolly got half of your rent, if not, get up in it Pay me, the hottest in the city, I'm tryna take over the whole fuckin' world The world cray, always first, never second, suck my third leg Got her legs in the air like some bird legs Fuck her 'til she can't feel her legs like a mermaid I'm a Perc' head, lean fiend, I'm a weed boy Coke on my fingers, work a key like a keyboard Cocaine cowboy, yee haw, high comin' down Put some pounds on the other side of the see-saw Yung Bleu, I got 'em, I won too, I'm not 'em Put the gun to his collar, alhamdulillah'd 'em, yeah Bum boo and olives, mushroom and molly Been a pro since a kid like the young Luka Dončić Promethazine make my punch punch like Muhammad New Orleans love me like Miami love Udonis Yeah, red bandana and blue collar Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, soul child in this bitch Platinum teeth but they I smile in this bitch What's beef? Get the whole cow in this bitch If you's lack, keep your nose out of this shit, yeah Yeah (Yeah, yeah) For better or worse I'm here with you (For better or worse)

Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Al Geno on the track Bad bitch on my appetite (my appetite) I might fuck ya if the price is right (price) Woke up like, "Who else finna die tonight?" (killed the pussy) We gon' get freaky on this Friday night (on a Friday) I take a pill and turn to Energizer I take two pills and turn to Energizer (Energizer) Energizer I take two pills and turn to Energizer (Yeah) Cute bitch on my appetite I might just fuck ya if the time is right Don't give it up unless your mind is right, bad bitch, yeah You know you a savage, you know you a savage Oh, Hi-Tech, I'm moving like I'm on some Hi-Tech That's my gangsta bitch, she from the project I told you I got money, I can fly you private Just tell me how you like it, yeah That bitch be drankin' purple reign like she a codeine fiend I'm fresh as fuck, come take a pic, my life a Kodak scene I'm Gucci down, I'm Gucci down, might pop a bottle with my team I'm Gucci down, I'm Gucci down, might pop a bottle with my team Bad bitch on my appetite (my appetite) I might fuck ya if the price is right (price) Woke up like, "Who else finna die tonight?" (killed the pussy) We gon' get freaky on this Friday night (on a Friday) I take a pill and turn to Energizer I take two pills and turn to Energizer (Energizer) Energizer I take two pills and turn to Energizer (Yeah) Energizer Ate that pussy, I know she ain't got no mileage (ain't got no mileage) She give me brain, I know you graduated college (go to my house) Too much Versace, you know I don't need no stylist (don't need no stylist) You know I'm popping (woo) Put my cape on, y game face on, I'm going cuckoo (cuc') I can get that pussy and act like I never knew you (no) Don't wanna be no freak no more I'm guessing that's the new you (ha) I turn into to Energizer, I done popped a JuJu Energizer I get juiced, I'm on this juice, I'm feeling dizzy Ride me like a bike, get in that pussy, pop a wheelie (ah) She gon' throw her back, she throwing back, she on a pilly Ram it in the back, she know that liquor got her litty Bad bitch on my appetite I might fuck ya if the price is right (price) Woke up like, "Who else finna die tonight?" (killed the pussy) We gon' get freaky on this Friday night (on a Friday) I take a pill and turn to Energizer I take two pills and turn to Energizer (Energizer) Energizer I take two pills and turn to Energizer (Yeah) Cute bitch on my appetite I might fuck her if the price is right (price) Woke up like, "Who else finna die tonight?" (who finna die?) We gon' get freaky on this Friday night (we gon' get freaky) I take two pills and turn to Energizer I take two pills and turn to Energizer (I turn) I take two pills and turn to en-er-gi-zer (ooh, ooh) Girl, I can't lie you looking fine tonight (girl, don't be scared) Girl, I can't lie you looking fine tonight (girl, don't be scared) (Girl, I can't save you, but I'm energized)

I don't know what's next, aye She ask me where my heart's been, it ain't nothin' left, aye Ring, ring, getting hard to press accept When she call my phone 'Cause there ain't nothin' left But I've been thinking 'bout you lately And I've been going crazy 'Bout wasting all my time I ain't tryna go and do this all again (all again) Actually, I've been tryna mind my business I ain't think I would've made it this far, but I did it, uh You was crying on me Now it's all diamonds on me (You was crying on me) (Now it's all diamonds on me) If we could go back, I'd do it over again I'm ridin' 'round with a TEC 'cause I don't know who friends (I don't know who friends) Snakes around me, it's so hard to trust again (hard to trust again) Everything we did, how I'm 'pose to love again? Rip up all them pictures, then we do it all again How we 'pose to be lovers? We was barely even friends But now this shit is over, watch me do it all again Again, again, again, uh I don't know what's next, aye She ask me where my heart's been, it ain't nothin' left, aye Ring, ring, getting hard to press accept When she call my phone 'Cause there ain't nothin' left But I've been thinking 'bout you lately And I've been going crazy 'Bout wasting all my time I ain't tryna go and do this all again (all again) Yeah, ain't no going back in time, I'm looking forward I just been thinkin' about what's important The memories can have your brain distorted Whoever thought that I'd be enormous? Whoever thought that I'd be a success story? Only one I spend more time with is this Glock-40 Only way you can understand us is to know the backstory But I can't tell them that story It's too close to my heart I write this letter sincerely to my dearly departed She don't want to start over, she don't want to do it again Even though that she traumatized, I bet that she'd do it again I sacrificed everything, just so you and me could exist We fight about the stupidest shit So I don't know where we go Just 'cause you plant a flower, it don't mean the flower gon' grow We did some freaky things your daddy and your momma don't know Put a bandage on my heart 'cause I ain't with that drama no more So I'm just lettin' you know I don't know what's next, aye She ask me where my heart's been, it ain't nothin' left, aye Ring, ring, getting hard to press accept When she call my phone 'Cause there ain't nothin' left But I've been thinking 'bout you lately And I've been going crazy 'Bout wasting all my time I ain't tryna go and do this all again (all again)

JD on the track (on the track) Bunch of rich killers (killers) Ride around in 'Raris (skrrt) Doin' drive-bys in a drop top foreign We gon' make that Draco spit (spit) Make it go retarded I'm ten million in and I put that shit on God, said I'm lit Real trapper, tell you what it cost for a brick (brick) Cut the barrel off and I get off with a stick (yeah) Fuckin' with my brothers, I ain't fuckin' with no rappers (fuck 'em) These niggas ain't steppin' but we steppin' like some Kappas Told her, "Fuck me good, fuck me faster" (ooh) And I know you nasty but I'm nastier I just need a rider, I need a passenger (yeah) And love don't cost a thing when I'm around you Sexy lil' thing, I'm glad I found you I bet you he can't fuck you like I do (do) I bet you he can't love you like I do (do) When I ask you, "Do you love me?", say you do, say you do, ooh (Bunch of rich killers in my neighborhood) (Bunch of rich killers in my neighborhood) Bunch of rich killers, ride around in 'Raris Bunch of rich killers, ride around in 'Raris Just some rich killers, ride around in Lambo's Post up in the birds, and turned into a bando And I get plug love, it's more than I can handle I'm double clipped up like commando Niggas, they fans though Bunch of rich killers, ride around in Bourbon Two hours from New Orleans, got killers out on Bourbon It's blood on the carpet, I hit it with detergent I wish Angela Yee, can give me lip service I'm fuckin' with made men Play with that fire, play with that stick, just like a caveman Any nigga go against this shit, gotta be a brave man Trappin' out the Days Inn or the Red Roof Inn No mask, I can't let you live, tie them loose ends Bunch of rich killers (killers) Ride around in 'Rari's (skrrt) Doin' drive-bys in a drop top foreign We gon' make that Draco spit (spit) Make it go retarded I'm ten million in and I put that shit on God, said I'm lit Real trapper, tell you what it cost for a brick (brick) Cut the barrel off and I get off with a stick (yeah) Fuckin' with my brothers, I ain't fuckin' with no rappers (fuck 'em) These niggas ain't steppin' but we steppin' like some Kappas Told her, "Fuck me good, fuck me faster" (ooh) And I know you nasty but I'm nastier I just need a rider, I need a passenger (yeah) And love don't cost a thing when I'm around you Sexy lil' thing, I'm glad I found you I bet you he can't fuck you like I do (do) I bet you he can't love you like I do (do) When I ask you, "Do you love me?", say you do, say you do, ooh (Say you do, ooh) Say you do, ooh (say you do, ooh)

I bust the windows out your car And, no, it didn't mend my broken heart (I'll probably always have these ugly scars) Mmm But right now I don't care about that part I bust the windows out your car You should feel lucky that was all I did After five whole years of this bullshit Gave you all of me and you played with it, ooh I blame myself, ignoring what I already knew Judge me not for how a bitch finna move Judge me not for what a bitch finna do If it's fuck me, nigga, then it's fuck you too I'm a real good bitch, I got too many options Real good dick, man, this fuck nigga toxic Broke my heart, this nigga way outta pocket I got all the proof, I ain't listening to gossip Best friend making sure I seen that shit I was never your type, yeah, I seen that bitch Pulled down on 'em, yeah, I keyed that whip Catch your ho out in public, I'ma beat that bitch Been fucked off, had you sick to your stomach Wasted all this time, I was way too solid Range or the Kia, I was always ridin' Kept it on lock, pussy real low mileage Back and forth with this back and forth Here we go again for like the tenth time Back and forth about back and forth Between this love and hate shit, it's a thin line, but A part of me just wanna keep it to myself A part of me just wanna tell 'em what you really did A part of me just wanna tell 'em how you really is Switching hoes like clothes, fuck niggas ain't shit I ain't got the patience like I used to (No) You only good at waitin', that shit talk, you can save it It's crazy, shit get real, you show the real you, ooh, yeah (You) I'm just tired of being tired, oh So I'm movin' on So I'm movin' on Oh, I'm movin' on I told you the shit that I need Said I only wanna see you with me Dropped on my knees, I was begging you, "Please" I couldn't let you leave But you was brushing me off, laughing and playing If you never loved me, why did you say it? You took advantage, you knew I was weak And you knew I was young, I was scared to be free Told you my past and you told me yours How all of them bitches was doing you wrong Told you them niggas was doing me dirty Swear to God, you could've left me alone 'Cause I let down my guards, wish that I didn't Breaking my heart, said you had no intentions Every 'l love you' I'm leaving in question Why did you say it if you never meant it? Uh I ain't got the patience like I used to (No) You only good at waitin', that shit talk, you can save it It's crazy, shit get real, you show the real you, ooh, yeah (You) I'm just tired of being tired, oh So I'm movin' on So I'm movin' on Oh, I'm movin' on

Hitmaka First off, bitch, mind yo' business (business) Bad bitch, everyday like Christmas Attitude on, "Fuck you, pay me" It take more than a Bentley to date me Got me fucked up, I don't trust him (I don't trust him) If he ain't got more than me, can't fuck him (nah) Got me fucked up, I don't trust him (I don't trust him) If he ain't got more than me, can't fuck him Ooh, I love when they chase me (I love when they chase me) Good luck if you tryna replace me (nah) 220 on the dash like Stacy (ayy) And yeah, that nigga fine, but he move too janky (movе too janky) Got me fucked up, I don't trust him (I don't trust him) If he ain't got morе than me, I can't fuck him (bitch I can't fuck him) If he ain't got what I need, I duck him (I duck him) Pussy gon' pop like a pea, I bust him (pussy pop, pop) Bad bitch gon' shop, no gimmicks (no gimmicks) Brand new drop top, not rented (not rented) And every time a bitch start, I finish (I finish) If it ain't money in the text, don't send it (nigga don't send it) First off, bitch, mind yo' business (bitch mind yo' business) Bad bitch, everyday like Christmas (bitch I'm bad) Attitude on, "Fuck you, pay me" (yeah) It take more than a Bentley to date me Got me fucked up, I don't trust him (I don't trust him) If he ain't got more than me, can't fuck him (nah) Got me fucked up, I don't trust him (I don't trust him) Latto If he ain't got more than me, can't fuck him (ayy) Nigga, please, got me fucked up (fucked up) Lying on that lil' dick, he ain't touching none (hell nah) Daddy, cop me the Lamb', did his big one How y'all fucking on a rich nigga and ain't getting some? (What?) Pussy tight, fat, wet, no smell (ah) I be buying Birkins like them bitches on sale (yeah) He be in the field, but he ain't in the NFL (brrr) Bitch, I met my nigga way before the BBL (ha-ha) Bitches twice my age, but ain't half his pay (yeah) If he ain't get more than me, then he ain't get no play (yeah) Only business that I mind is the one that pay (one that pay) My kids, kids gon' have they way (have they way), bitch! First off, bitch, mind yo' business (mind yo' business) Bad bitch, everyday like Christmas (bad bitch) Attitude on, "Fuck you, pay me" It take more than a Bentley to date me Got me fucked up, I don't trust him (I don't trust him) If he ain't got more than me, can't fuck him Got me fucked up, I don't trust him (I don't trust him) If he ain't got more than me, can't fuck him (hell nah)

Real bitches back in I came here to win, you hoes came here to pretend I'ma show you rap hoes how to get y'all shit off Yeah First thing first (huh?) I ain't gotta fuck a rap nigga for a verse (not at all) And I ain't never let a nigga treat me for a purse So, all you unemployed hoes, come and get this work (work) You bitches sleezy, this shit way too easy City lil' me, I'm puttin' on like Jeezy (I'm puttin' on) I ain't asthmatic, but this spit game Wheezy (ha-ha) Put these rap hoes on the plate just to feed me I'm getting greedy, I'm big key (yeah) I'm not sweet, I check hoеs (check hoes) Steady shittin' on thеse bitches with a pet though (with a pet though) Yo' nigga want a taste, I give him wet nose Takin' bitches' niggas, hoe, you lucky if you make it home Real bitch (real bitch), don't fall Fuck a nigga, get paid, that's cold (that's cold) I don't choose, bad bitches get chose These hoes way too weak, I'm cold I'm a real bitch (real bitch), don't fall Fuck a nigga get paid, that's code (that's code) I don't choose, bad bitches get chose These hoes way too weak, I'm cold I'm a real bitch, with a real bag And word to Miami, bitch, I'm real bad New nigga, new money, that's a real grab I ain't stunting, no nigga that I been had I'm a real bitch, you a fake bitch, red flag (red flag) What you doing? Nothing, shit, making hoes mad Bitch, I just signed with QC and got a big bag (big bag) And finna show you why these ratchet bitches real bad Watch me take yo' nigga, like I take his dick He want dog ass bitch, until I show him some tricks I'm a big dog bitch, don't compare me to simps (don't compare new ho') My two kids was born rich, why you work at a temp? I'm a real bitch (real bitch), don't fall Fuck a nigga, get paid, that's code I don't choose, bad bitches get chose These hoes way too weak, I'm cold I'm a real bitch (real bitch), don't fall Fuck a nigga, get paid, that's code I don't choose, bad bitches get chose These hoes way too weak, I'm cold My neck and my wrist He ain't gotta check, he ain't talkin' 'bout shit Doggin' these niggas everytime that I speak Say he want Lakeyah, I done came up on a lick Ice out my neck, and my wrist He ain't gotta check, he ain't talkin' 'bout shit Doggin' these niggas everytime that I speak Say he want Lakeyah, I done came up on a lick Nigga, run me that shit

Play that shit, fucker Hey, have you trying to beat up him? Uh, what's the maneuver? (What's the maneuver?) I just pulled up to go pick up a back and I rubbed with a shooter (gee) Always knew my time was money I went to go get me a watch from the jeweler (ice) Still can't believe that these bitches take time out they day to hate from a computer Hating that ho, she a loser (loser) Uh, what's the maneuver? (What's the maneuver?) Touched down in your city, they say that it's lit We pulling up to you, and you know that's on my word I just touched down, got them racks on me for sure Feeling like I might blow it tonight Fuck what you heard, please do not come at me wrong Bitch, you better go get it right Uh, bitch, better go get it right You know I'm cold, bitch, I'm covered in ice Uh, fuck you mean I ain't that nice This shit ain't no luck, bitch, I go do it twice Leaving all these bitches pissed when I'm throwing these fists Only where that shit wants for the pick What's the maneuver? Pull up McLaren or Mercedes Biz when I hit the event (what's the maneuver?) Uh, bust down they feet with a big face Who you know with a snip on the mixtape? Try me, know the bitch made a mistake Know I'm headed to the bees like Beyonce Said he wanna eat like he a like a entrée I ain't finna leave the house for no small pay Got the game in my hands like All State Hoes couldn't fuck with me on a off day (uh) Uh, what's the maneuver? (What's the maneuver?) I just pulled up to go pick up a back and I ride with a shooter Always knew my time was money, I went to go get me a watch from the jeweler Still can't believe that these bitches take time out they day to hate from a computer Hating that ho, she a loser (loser) Uh, what's the maneuver? (What's the maneuver?) Touch down to your city, they say that it's lit We pulling up to you, and you know that's on my word I just touched down, got them racks on me for sure Feeling like I might blow it tonight Fuck what you heard, please do not come at me wrong Bitch, you better go get it right Oops, I think I spot me an opp Huh, but that pussy ho don't wanna fight (what's up?) Yeah, bitch better go get it right I know you ain't thinking about losing your life (damn) Huh, flow keep up, lick inside of the trunk Might not win a trum if she know where I'm from I know you pussy, you bumping your gums Can't tell if you sweet, but you definitely dumb Yeah, Cartier all on my wrist On Twitter she rich and she play with her thumbs I hit up Wafi the shit on that bitch I know you was broke, I can't be for the bum Yeah, I'm a fly bitch every day You gotta wait to get paid Say he like how I maneuver, come get your dude, he a chooser, ooh Uh, what's the maneuver? (What's the maneuver?) I just pulled up to go pick up a back and I ride with a shooter (yeah) Always knew my time was money, I went to go get me a watch from the jeweler Still can't believe that these bitches take time out they day to hate from a computer Hating that ho, she a loser (loser) Uh, what's the maneuver? (What's the maneuver?) Touchdown to your city, they say that it's nitty We pulling up to you, and you know that's on my word I just touched down, got them racks on me for sure Feeling like I might blow it tonight Fuck what you heard, please do not come at me wrong Bitch, you better go get it right

Reuel, stop playin' with these niggas Ayy, they're like, "Lakeyah, why they sleeping on you so hard?" (Don't give a fuck, I'm 'bout to jump back in my Goyard) That's that bitch that keep pulling out them foreign cars Put it in reverse to give your broke ass that jump start I hit my dance on these bitches like I'm Skuba Sada Drip on me heavy, got these bum hoes scuba diving I know they hate to see I'm really cold, I'm going viral Yeah, I been fly since 15 without a co-pilot (bitch) I got these hoes real pressed and I ain't doing shit And niggas lying on they dick, they ain't screwing shit Who said who the bigger GOAT? That's some bullshit Somebody put that hammer to her head, bring that toolkit I'ma keep it real, niggas ain't got no chance Bring that cheese, for a feature, I need ten bands I'm on they ass 'til it ain't one, just all legs My bitch dick bigger than yours and it's from Tool Shed These niggas capping in they raps, they ain't pop shit He popped a Perc' but that nigga still go soft quick And they ain't never seen me fight but I talk shit Put them dogs on you, pull up on you, get ya top ripped (ayy) And plus my numbers going up, she a fan now And if it's smoke, then it's up, you get fanned down Fuck it, no more pretty shit, I ain't playing 'round Bitch, I'm the GOAT, I'm the dog, I'm the man now I call these broke-ass niggas unstable creatures And if he eating pussy, he an ass eater My niggas don't give a fuck who you with neither Beat yo' bitch ass out the joggers and her wife beater My nigga sent me that beat so I had to do it And I be shitting on these hoes, I need more Louis You bum broke-ass hoes still going through it I should give these hoes a one-on-one, I go too stupid, bitch You ain't fuckin' with my clique (at all) All we gotta do is post a pic', it make 'em sick (yeah) Any nigga I fuck with, he know he gotta spend (cash) Any bitch I hang 'round, you know that bitch a ten (bad) Got him off a Perc' (yeah), took him out his shirt (yeah) Niggas act like bitches so we put 'em all in a skirt (hm) Nigga think he own that, he gon' end up on the shirt (bye) Made him eat my pussy then I put it in a verse Bitches mad 'cause I'm winning (ha) If it's new then I'm in it Hoes stay in my business (huh?) I'm on demon time, got you bitches' niggas sinning Time to school these bitches, where they hall pass? (Yeah) I'on want your nigga, get your dawg back (bye) If he 'on't get this pussy then that dawg mad (ayy) Bad bitches only, where my dawgs at? (Uh) If a nigga double-take, then his money, I'ma take Pussy tight, thighs thick, slurp up on it like a shake Bitches hard on the 'net but in person, they gon' break Baby Glock in my bag, but my nigga brought the Drac' I'ma work him for that bag Got him bragging that I came when that shit was really fake Sleep on that nigga, eat his meat like a steak Slide on that bitch, beat his sister with a rake Been won the race, tired of bitches 'cause they fake See my sons in the club, see my sons in my face I'on move with no mace, tryna put her in a brace Bitch, it's Miami, I'ma always make it shake (hoe) Bitches think they slime, then we both gon' be snakes I'ma fuck someone nigga, someone heart that's gon' break Back that shit up with my ass in his face (back it up) Stack that shit up, need some M's for my safe (period)

I might take your nigga shoppin' Show you hoes what's poppin' (what's up, bitch?) Pull up, bentley, to the projects, tell that nigga, "Hop in" (hop in) I make 'em trap all day and tell that nigga, "Bring the profits" (bring it, bae) I ride his face, he love the taste, I make him eat it sloppy (yeah, yeah) Bad bitches in his comments, I'm the trendin' topic (I am, bitch) This lil' rocket in my pocket, don't make me go pop it, yeah I make 'em trap all day and tell that nigga, "Bring the profits" (bring it, bae) I ride his face, he love the taste, I make him eat it sloppy (he like it, yeah) Bitch, I make him eat it sloppy, I might make him clean it up (yeah) Make that nigga wanna top me, if he want me, eat it up (eat it up) I don't like these bitches in my Business, I don't sneak and fuck (yeah) I might give that ho her problem, Tell that bitch to keep it up, yeah, yeah We top floor with my top off Put it down on him, knock his socks off (uh) Show you bitches how to pimp a nigga He can't keep shit, he gotta drop it off (ayy) Pretty bitch, he like to brag on me (brag) Tryna put a new ass on me (ass) I'm so damn expensive, uh He know he gotta spend a bag on me (on God) I like bitches more, I like bitches who can pass the score (ayy) She want that Dior, I might make that ho get nasty for it I be sellin' niggas dreams, he like, "bae, talk to me nice" (duh) I'm so indecisive, but that nigga still gon' wanna wife it (uh-huh) I might take your nigga shoppin' Show you hoes what's poppin' (what's up, bitch?) Pull up, Bentley, to the projects, tell that nigga, "Hop in" (hop in) I make 'em trap all day and tell that nigga, "Bring the profits" (bring it, bae) I ride his face, he love the taste, I make him eat it sloppy (yeah, yeah) Bad bitches in his comments, I'm the trendin' topic (I am, bitch) This lil' rocket in my pocket, don't make me go pop it, yeah I make 'em trap all day and tell that nigga, "Bring the profits" (bring it, bae) I ride his face, he love the taste, I make him eat it sloppy (he like it, yeah) These niggas try to be like Gucci but they need to stop it (skrrt) I get it off, put up the re-up, then fuck up the profit (yeah) I'm in my B truck with my feet up, gettin' some sloppy toppy (ugh) Pockets on Biggie and I love it when she call me papi (papi) Just came from Cali', spent a hundred thousand dollars shoppin' (well, damn) It ain't no budget, ain't no option, if I want it, cop it (go) She love it when I beat it up, she never tell me, "Stop it" (never) I let her see too much too quick, I hope she keep it silent (huh) I'm in the VIP, takin' a sip with my lil' pocket rocket (pop, pop) I'm just a dope boy from the six but I'm tryna buy the rockets (wow) I'm in the corner with QC, it's packed, it's body, body (bling) I hope that nobody try Wop 'cause he gon' hurt somebody (Wop) I might take your nigga shoppin' Show you hoes what's poppin' (what's up, bitch?) Pull up, Bentley, to the projects, tell that nigga, "Hop in" (hop in) I make 'em trap all day and tell that nigga, "Bring the profits" (bring it, bae) I ride his face, he love the taste, I make him eat it sloppy (yeah, yeah) Bad bitches in his comments, I'm the trendin' topic (I am, bitch) This lil' rocket in my pocket, don't make me go pop it, yeah I make 'em trap all day and tell that nigga, "Bring the profits" (bring it, bae) I ride his face, he love the taste, I make him eat it sloppy (he like it, yeah)