text: Ayo, Pitt, we got one
  SumYunGhai with me the shit
  R.I.P. the pussy then heartbreak
  Shorty eating salad that parsley
  Put the bands on your man, watch the car shake
  In the Louis V bag should be more cake
  Bitch, I be the nigga that they all hate
  I aint ever finna listen what they all say
  Count up big bread in broad day
  Said I dont regret them hard days
  Essential
  Gotta keep the ruger on the hip, nigga essential
  I just fucked a cougar in the backseat of a rental
  Fucking with me cause she really think I be the answer
  Wish a nigga would roll em up in a pencil
  Two Dracos, get em gone, no silencio
  Niggas leaving nun, aint no evidence
  Run the bag on em, like oh Imma tax em 
  Nigga left home, got a gold Patek
  Fuck the bitch once and I aint call her back
  Wunna too rich, Im hard to catch
  Silly bitch sent me a horrible text
  Wunna not the one to argue with
  Landed in Houston where Harden at
  A lot of these rappers be starting cap
  Need to get some drip, just watch me
  I took a hit, still cant stop me
  But usually cut the tax on Roxi
  The gang but I call em my posse
  You pussies should be riding in a carseat
  Im ridin in her pussy like broccoli
  Bitch lyin got a nigga so salty
  This cash got me fucking on Barbies
  Know you adore me
  Broke her heart, no, aint nothing free
  Nigga tried to screw like Bun B
  Road to the riches, aint nothing sweet
  The road to the riches, aint nothing sweet
  The Rolls Cullinan got love seats
  The Wock got the double cup muddy
  R.I.P. the pussy then heartbreak
  Shorty eating salad that parsley
  Put the bands on your man, watch the car shake
  In the Louis V bag should be more cake
  Bitch, I be the nigga that they all hate
  I aint ever finna listen what they all say
  Count up big bread in broad day
  Said I dont regret them hard days
  Essential
  Gotta keep the ruger on the hip, nigga essential
  I just fucked a cougar in the backseat of a rental
  Fucking with me cause she really think I be the answer
  Wish a nigga would roll em up in a pencil
  Two Dracos, get em gone, no silencio
  Niggas leaving nun, aint no evidence
  Run the bag on em, like oh Imma tax em 
  Got a bad bitch, she act a hella goofy though
  I dont bring her around me, she talk a lot
  That my nigga, he know he dont act like a ho
  Know that Im blowing up first and niggas not
  And I know that they plotting, I keep a Glock
  R.I.P. niggas that walked in the cross fire
  Always back out my pole at a red light
  Shawty asking if a nigga paranoid 
  Moonwalking at sixteen
  Diamonds hittin, boutta Toosie Slide while nigga fuckin ya hoe
  Told them niggas dont text me
  Nigga, I be rolling on exotic, finna get me out my zone
  My momma say she miss me
  Told her I be trapping, she be laughing, bitches crying on her phone
  We gon prove when that fuck nigga step up
  Bae don’t judge me, I smoke lotta pressure
  I be high as fuck, no niggas liking us
  Your bitch booked up, Telly inviting us
  And that’s prolly why that fuck nigga mad
  Know he better stay in his bag
  In the quarantine season uh
  Trapping for the week
  Diamonds hitting, make a nigga start to blinking
  Get to bussin if a nigga start thinking, know that they watching
  R.I.P. the pussy then heartbreak
  Shorty eating salad that parsley
  Put the bands on your man, watch the car shake
  In the Louis V bag should be more cake
  Bitch, I be the nigga that they all hate
  I aint ever finna listen what they all say
  Count up big bread in broad day
  Said I dont regret them hard days
  Essential
  Gotta keep the ruger on the hip, nigga essential
  I just fucked a cougar in the backseat of a rental
  Fucking with me cause she really think I be the answer
  Wish a nigga would roll em up in a pencil
  Two Dracos, get em gone, no silencio
  Niggas leaving nun, aint no evidence
  Run the bag on em, like oh Imma tax em