Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm only like twenty years old, I done seen a million and too many hoes
Uh, I done spent a lot on drugs and I spend a lot on these designer clothes
Uh, I can't put my trust in a guy, 'cause I know all of these niggas gon' fold
Uh, lil' nigga, know you not that guy, I'm the young nigga comin' through with a roll
Yeah, I'm getting like so much cash, I'm getting like so much cash, ain't sold my soul
The bitch got so much ass, this bitch got so much ass, it drag on the floor
I let my chain swing, yeah, my chain swing and it's touching the floor
I'm on a private jet, I'm finna touch down in Brazil to rock out a show
I got a private text from this lil' private bitch, she wanna do private shit
I'm on my private page, I'm counting up racks and I'm getting fly, lil' bitch
Uh, I stay getting paid, I stay in the stores, I stay buying all the shit
Uh, no I didn't wanna hoop, no, I wasn't on no court, but I been a lil' baller, bitch
Uh, I'm telling the hoes, if I pour 'em up they better drink all this shit
Yeah, when we in the spot, keep cash on the sticks, and we having all the sticks
Uh, talking about mo'fuckin' paper, I'm getting all of it
Uh, yeah, I don't got time for a hater, I can't even see these niggas
Uh, the bitch was 2D, I paid for her ass and now that shit 3D, nigga
Uh, just me and my .43, talkin 'bout my glick, I ride around two deep, nigga
Uh, but I can't get too deep, nigga
Uh, 'cause I don't even trust these niggas
Uh, and I don't even trust these hoes
Huh, they just tryna blow my figures
Uh, let's take the whole two liter
Uh, let's go pour the whole pint in it
Uh, my neck so froze up, nigga
Uh, I look like a Alpine skier
I'm only like twenty years old, I done seen a million and too many hoes
Uh, I done spent a lot on drugs and I spend a lot on these designer clothes
Uh, I can't put my trust in a guy, 'cause I know all of these niggas gon' fold
Uh, lil' nigga, know you not that guy, I'm the young nigga comin' through with a roll
Yeah, I'm getting like so much cash, I'm getting like so much cash, ain't sold my soul
The bitch got so much ass, this bitch got so much ass, it drag on the floor
I let my chain swing, yeah, my chain swing and it's touching the floor
I'm on a private jet, I'm finna touch down in Brazil to rock out a show
I'm in a brand new whip, this bitch got suicide doors, go grab the rope
I caught a brand new bitch, she tryna go back and forth, I tell her, "Let's go"
When I rock a brand new chain, shit is a tennis chain, we don't do the ropes
When I rock a brand new stage, my fans they go insane, you already know
Yeah, yeah, I'm hitting this ho, uh, yeah, and I'm grabbing her throat
Yeah, I'm staying inside, huh, I'm stuck in the crib, uppin' my roll
Uh, I'm still screaming free my guys, they done sent my lil' boy down the road
All these lil' niggas live in disguise, yeah, the real them, they don't show
I'm only like twenty years old, I done seen a million and too many hoes
Uh, I done spent a lot on drugs and I spend a lot on these designer clothes
Uh, I can't put my trust in a guy, 'cause I know all of these niggas gon' fold
Uh, lil' nigga, know you not that guy, I'm the young nigga comin' through with a roll
Yeah, I'm getting like so much cash, I'm getting like so much cash, ain't sold my soul
The bitch got so much ass, this bitch got so much ass, it drag on the floor
I let my chain swing, yeah, my chain swing and it's touching the floor
I'm on a private jet, I'm finna touch down in Brazil to rock out a show