"Yeah they thought that I lost it, (Lost it)
But I'm gone count these hundreds, Yeah
Yeah they thought that I lost it, (Lost it)
But I'm gone count these hundreds, Yeah
I'm tired yeah these rookies fake, (Ah)
I've been up smoking Mary Jane, (What)
I've been rising up paper plane
Link youse another broken chain
Yeah I'm known to have expensive plates (Play)
Puff Exotic straight up in your face
Flirting with your dinner date
Bars bitch I cracked the safe
Digi bet your traffic late
Delos sippin' by the crate
All these talkas crastinate (Nae-Nae)
While I'm crafting up a different taste
Knockin out a Andrew Tate (Tate-Tate)
Puffing on that Birthday cake
Suckas tryna take my flame
While I'm whipping up that
Shake n bake
Yeah they thought that I lost it
But I'm gone count these hundreds
Yeah they thought that I lost it
But I'm gone count these hundreds, yeah
I'm tired yeah these rookies fake
I've been up smoking Mary Jane
I've been rising up paper plane
Link youse another broken chain
Yeah I'm known to have expensive plates
Puff Exotic straight up in your face,