Lyrics: Michael Skwark/Matt Malpass/Alex Calderon/Kareem Patterson
Music: Michael Skwark/Matt Malpass/Alex Calderon/Kareem Patterson
I don't write my s*** anymore
I just take it from my head
You know I could do that
No disrespect
They like "Damn, you doin' great"
Yeah, but for me that’s just okay
Whenever I’m better they won’t get a taste
I'ma eat everything that’s on my plate, on my plate
They like "Damn, you caught a break?"
Nah, I be working harder on my day off
What the f**k you think I’m getting paid for?
I don’t roll the dice on what they’ll say, what they'll say, yeah
Damn, you doin' great
The money move like weight
How good do it feel though, to have Dior on your face?
I’m like I don’t really think no
I just do my thing though
But I am runnin' out of fingers to be putting all these rings on
Sing songs and they like it
But I’m on some "b****, don’t kill my vibe" s***
'Cause I’m going crazy
But do not praise me
Don’t got time to feel a way
They like "Damn, you doin' great"
Yeah, but for me that’s just okay
Whenever I’m better they won’t get a taste
I'ma eat everything that’s on my plate, on my plate
They like "Damn, you caught a break?"
Nah, I be working harder on my day off
What the f**k you think I’m getting paid for?
I don’t roll the dice on what they’ll say, what they'll say, yeah
Can’t tell nothing to a man like me, b**** I might be
Might be out here touching on some bands high key but I don’t even like me
I know they see me looking way too pretty on the IG
Yeah, they wanna bite me, bite me
But that ain’t likely, likely
I mean, you the type be looking up a type beat, my beat
You the type be looking up a type beat, my beat
They like "Damn, you doin' great"
Yeah, but for me that’s just okay
Whenever I’m better they won’t get a taste
I'ma eat everything that’s on my plate, on my plate
They like "Damn, you caught a break?"
Nah, I be working harder on my day off
What the f**k you think I’m getting paid for?
I don’t roll the dice on what they’ll say, what they'll say, yeah
Boy, you shop at Michael's
[?] my raps in a [?] with a [?]
If you're cracking my jaw, I won't get it right, though
Cracking my fists 'cause I'm done being nice, ho
She tells me she ain't get that Percy yet
I'm off the O.G s***, off a Percocet
I just got with my O.Gs, they tell me, "Conquer it"
And when I come through everybody just know I got the next
I wanna write some checks, I want a private jet
I wanna feel on that p***y and get my fingers wet
But do not call me in the morning, honey, looking for sex
I cannot be on the same s***, [?]
O.Gs, give me that weed, I'm a gaslight fiend
For the gas [?] gas right
Mommy, where it needs, baby please get that ass right
I can be your first man, show you what some cash's like
They like "Damn, you doin' great"
Yeah, but for me that’s just okay
Whenever I’m better they won’t get a taste
I'ma eat everything that’s on my plate, on my plate
They like "Damn, you caught a break?"
Nah, I be working harder on my day off
What the f**k you think I’m getting paid for?
I don’t roll the dice on what they’ll say, what they'll say, yeah
They like "Damn, you doin' great"
Yeah, but for me that’s just okay
Whenever I’m better they won’t get a taste
I'ma eat everything that’s on my plate, on my plate
They like "Damn, you caught a break?"
Nah, I be working harder on my day off
What the f**k you think I’m getting paid for?
I don’t roll the dice on what they’ll say, what they'll say, yeah