text: Hmm
  Hmm, hmm
  I can make a check in my sleep 
  I stay in my lane like a street 
  Only want the range for a week 
  Its twenty bands for the seats 
  Commas going on my receipts 
  I feel like a dog, I can eat 
  I done took the doors off a jeep 
  I dont play with my nose but Im geeked 
  I know I was poor, but I took some hoes to the beach 
  I know I never owed ya
  Asking me for money, you a leech 
  Wunna running cold, yeah, on this motherfuckin beat 
  I know you see the pole, stars, seven different shows for a week 
  Im sure you niggas know, thatll getchu buried six feet 
  I think you niggas so tough, till you really see me in the street 
  I went and got my own buss down
  These clothes never cheap 
  I know a nigga going, hard, bout and went gold off a leak
  I can make a check in my sleep 
  I stay in my lane like a street 
  Only want the range for a week 
  Its twenty bands for the seats 
  Commas going on my receipts 
  I feel like a dog, I can eat 
  I done took the doors off a jeep 
  I dont play with my nose but Im geeked 
  I need twenty more for the greek 
  I aint never told lets be brief 
  Im looking on the stove, where the beef 
  She painted all her toes, just for me 
  Presidential gold 
  Rose gold rolls, Ima beast 
  Patek two tone 
  Mink slippers warming up my feet 
  I know I was poor
  Stop, before I pop a nigga in the three 
  I made it out the jungle, niggas still dying in the P 
  My family used to struggle, now they spending money like me 
  My drip a leave a puddle, Ima keep designer on my feet
  I can make a check in my sleep 
  I stay in my lane like a street 
  Only want the range for a week 
  Its twenty bands for the seats 
  Commas going on my receipts 
  I feel like a dog, I can eat 
  I done took the doors off a jeep 
  I dont play with my nose but Im geeked