This shit get borin when u got no friends
Hop in the booth n I feel like man
I got a dub on my wrist on my hand
I need a bitch who gon f*ck when I can
I need a Cubanlink 300 grams
I need a car who can drive when I can't
I need my dad and my mom in a mansion
I gotta get it don't need no advance
50k cash n it's still in my hand
U jus maxed out I went all the way in
Don't look at me like I work for the man
Bitch I'm the man Ima say it again
I don't do rentals I wait till I can
I don't do bitches who f*ck on my friends
I split a pack if u pay me a band
I split yo bitch when I can she a fan
I'm in the city it stick out my pants
I'm in the way if u try to come pass
I'm in the crib wit a glove on my hand
Don't ask what I'm doin jus know I go ham
Didnt wanna do it but it make me bands
Man F*ck all this music make it off the land
Put me in a Buick come back a lamb
I know it's amusing it's part of the plan
Had to wind my watch back up i ain't wear that shit in like 2 days
Diamonds on the bezel shinin bussin might hit that shit wit some toothpaste
I was gonna be this whether i was rappin, trapping, or sellin new J's
Every single dolla in my pocket got a muf*ckin blue face