Pull up with my niggas, pull up with my clan
And my niggas, they got sticks like the Taliban
I just came up real quick, with no fuckin' plan
I just gotta get this guap, do you understand?
When—When I'm fuckin' on his thot, she like holding hands
Where—Where the fuck my Gucci belt? It hold up my pants
I might knock a nigga off, fuckin' with my bands
I-I got one, two, three, four, five, six, hoes on my dick
I just called my mom and I told her I'm gon' be rich
I can't take no L's, baby no, that don't exist
Now I get more money than I'm used to
Niggas switchin' up like the season do
When I was broke as fuck, where the fuck was you?
These hoes just want dick, they want all my blues
Catch me in the whip with my brodies
All my niggas ball just like Kobe
And-and I got the same birthday as Kobe
That means I'm the goat
Fuck the bitch and I count the dough
Rey Mysterio, got 'em on the ropes
I need bills like Huxtable
My bitch so untouchable
Told my twin "I trust you bro"
I take off like vamonos
Fuck school, I ain't feel like writin' notes
Trapped out, niggas thought I went ghost
(Going ghost)
(Let's go, let's go)