Man fuck the Gucci bags I don't know what they worth
And if you flexing on your wheels yeah you better reverse
Why you showing off them ice when you shit on your verse
I'll show these bitches who be coming in first, I'm boutta burst
Yo' I know some mo'fuckers who be rapping for clout
Bragging you a top rapper, shit I'll slap on your mouth
Lay the cameras down, fuck what you yapping about
Give up to this game, go ahead and tap it, your out
Shit I never gave a fuck what you say, get the fuck up out my way
Throw the money to the sky every day I make it rain
See these bitches coming on to me say I pave the way
Your career will disappear every year they call me David Blaine
I'm a heavy weight, you're a feather weight
Made up for this game, fake up in the elbow then I fade away
Like I'm Michael J, fuck what a bible say
Every night and day we fighting for the fame just to get a pay
Man I'm faded than a ma' 'cause I breathed a brick
Chilling with my sugar babies yeah I feed the bitch
All they really gotta do is they can eat my dick
Ask me if it was your girl, I'mma plead the fifth
Man I'm faded than a ma' 'cause I breathed a brick
Chilling with my sugar babies yeah I feed the bitch
All they really gotta do is they can eat my dick
Ask me if it was your girl, I'mma plead the fifth
Man I'm faded than a ma' 'cause I breathed a brick
Chilling with my sugar babies yeah I feed the bitch
All they really gotta do is they can eat my dick
Ask me if it was your girl, I'mma plead the fifth