Made a thousand in a week that's not good enough
Why your Glock got a beam? you not shootin' nothin
We gon' give that lil boy asthma, bullets through his lungs
Bitch I'm riding in a Lambo yeah that Urus truck
They wanna be me so bad I got a lot of sons
I just copped a brand new strap I got a lot of guns
I was with your bitch we had a lot of fun
I'm in love with [?] got a lot of ones
If you step up on my forces your ass getting slapped
That lil boy got his first gun and don't know how to act
We know you not in the slums, you not in the trap
I just fucked your bitch, huh, shit, my bad
Fuck that bitch again then I give her back
I just took his chain he said "give it back"
Bitch I got the blick sitting in my lap
Try me, pull it out, now he sprinting fast
Made a thousand in a week that's not good enough
Why your Glock got a beam? you not shootin' nothin
We gon' give that lil boy asthma, bullets through his lungs
Bitch I'm riding in a Lambo yeah that Urus truck
They wanna be me so bad I got a lot of sons
I just copped a brand new strap I got a lot of guns
I was with your bitch we had a lot of fun
I'm in love with [?] count a lot of ones