Yeah okay, okay, okay
It's 1207 'til the top, boy
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Okay, okay, okay
I hopped up off the block, I had to blow and get away, away
Okay, okay
I give 'em heart attacks but what it say
Your problems gettin' soft, you niggas in my lane, just in my way
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
Yeah I count up every ****ing day
And spend it on my bag, ok?
I might spend a couple thousand to put Cartiers up on my face
Who want the fade?
Sick of lil bitch renegades
They throwin' shades
In my business, all up in my space
You ****ing lame
All you niggas need is me to blame
I'm gorgeous man
All these niggas really want is change
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
I've been plottin' how to get you bitch niggas out the way
You ****ing ****ing shames, I'm wiping little shits away
I'm runnin' up the price today
She ****ed the price up pay
My Uber ticket twice your pay
I gotta say
I be callin' my old bitch up like "I miss you every day"
No way
She said no ****ing way, no ****ing way
I'm almost ready
I think I'm ready