Lyrics: Icey Yuh
Music: Icey Yuh
B***h, I touched an M, I just went insane (Yeah
I just went and bought that Rollie, filled that shit with rain (Yeah
That b***h pull up, suck on, give me Helmut Lang (Yeah
B***h, we rich and you not, no, we not the same (Not the same
That boy broke, no, he not (Uh)
That boy broke, no, hell nah, he not gang (Yeah)
All these racks I made off niggas, might go buy a chain (Yeah
Half of these niggas, they really owe me but I'm rich so can't complain
Yeah, nigga, free my brothers out that chain (Out that chain)
Yeah, hell nah, I ain't even talking Johnny Dang
YΠ΅ah, yo lil' ho too basic, yeah, she plain (That ho plain)
Fill my wrist up with them racks, it cost a privatΠ΅ plane (Private plane)
Yeah, not even for a ho, I can't stop the drank (Yeah)
Yeah, I just told my b***h I need another break (Yeah
I just ****ed her friend 'cause all these niggas fake (Ayy, uh
Passed that ho to twin 'cause all these hoes the same
I just drop top coupe the Benz, b***h, I know this shit insan
His b***h on my d**k, I bought that ho some Cane'
Me and my brother in the trap, that shit just like the ban
We gon' send that nigga up just like my ****ing ran
Free my brother out that pen, you know he keep a shank
We got chickens in the den, we got racks for days
B***h, that Draco hit his kid, that shit was no mistake, yea
All my twins they duckin' 12, take 'em on a chase
SOD just like Big Draco, think I need a rake
OVO and TwizzyRich, lil' b***h, yeah, shoutout Drak
Really rich, I **** them racks up, yeah, right in the Wraith, h
Double R shit, go ask your b***h, yeah, 'cause we not the same
Yeah, go 'head, go ask your b***h how the hell I tast
I went and ran up an M or two, b***h, all I got is them blue fac
I'm on the side of the Lamb', I'm on the side of the plane
I told the pilot to land, just know that we ain't the same
I went in YSL, bought them denims jeans and a shirt or two (Ooh, huh)
Yeah, you talkin' like you damn rich, we ain't never heard of you (Ooh, huh)
Yeah, hundreds on hundreds on hundreds, I'm at the top with the [?] (Ooh, huh)
I got hundreds of hundreds of toppers, all them b*****s in my DM (Ooh, huh
Yeah, I'm on the bean, I'm on the neon (Yeah)
Yeah, I need some lean, I'm need some Wock' I can lean on (Yeah)
Yeah, but b***h you a fiend, we don't got nothin' you be o
I just pulled up, I step in the Margiela, yeah, and I put the Celine on
B***h, I touched an M, I just went insane (Yeah
I just went and bought that Rollie, filled that shit with rain (Yeah
That b***h pull up, suck on, give me Helmut Lang (Yeah
B***h, we rich and you not, no, we not the same (Not the same
That boy broke, no, he not (Uh)
That boy broke, no, hell nah, he not gang (Yeah)
All these racks I made off niggas, might go buy a chain (Yeah
Half of these niggas, they really owe me but I'm rich so can't complain
Yeah, nigga, free my brothers out that chain (Out that chain)
Yeah, hell nah, I ain't even talking Johnny Dang
Yeah, yo lil' ho too basic, yeah, she plain (That ho plain)
Fill my wrist up with them racks, it cost a private plane (Private plane)
Yeah, not even for a ho, I can't stop the drank (Yeah)
Yeah, I just told my b***h I need another break (Yeah
I just ****ed her friend 'cause all these niggas fake (Ayy, uh
Passed that ho to twin 'cause all these hoes the same
I just drop top coupe the Benz, b***h, I know this shit insan
His b***h on my d**k, I bought that ho some Cane'
Me and my brother in the trap, that shit just like the ban
We gon' send that nigga up just like my ****ing ran
Free my brother out that pen, you know he keep a shank
We got chickens in the den, we got racks for days
B***h, that Draco hit his kid, that shit was no mistake, yea
All my twins they duckin' 12, take 'em on a chase
SOD just like Big Draco, think I need a rake
OVO and TwizzyRich, lil' b***h, yeah, shoutout Drak
Really rich, I **** them racks up, yeah, right in the Wraith, h
Double R shit, go ask your b*****s, yeah, 'cause we not the same, h