[Intro]
Ny, b*tch, ayy
[Verse 1]
I ain't trippin' on no cap or no broke ass n*gga
'Cause my bag been big, b*tch, it's just gettin' bigger (Facts)
b*tches in my DM's tryna get 'em a winner
sh*t if she bad, I might f*ck around, I might even hit her
b*tches talkin' sh*t, I be seein' it (Uh-huh)
Tryna put me in they drama, I don't be in it (Huh?)
Steak and lobster for dinner, I be eatin' it (Ayy)
And if I tell you somethin', n*gga, I ain't repeatin' it (At all)
I don't really f*ck with n*ggas 'cause they iffy
Thirty inches in my head, damn near tripped me
Cool, calm, and collected, but don't tempt me
And when I used to hoop, these b*tches never mixed me
[Interlude]
Yeah, these b*tches ain't mix nothin'
If they said that, they lyin'
I'm in LA with the vibes right now
Haha
[Verse 2]
What's up with all these weird ass b*tches now? (Huh?)
All this clout chasing, I'ma have to sit it out
How you used to be my friend but you bitter now?
Play the victim ass b*tch, all on Twitter now
I don't speak to b*tches and that's just 'cause of that
All this sh*t be lies, all these n*ggas cap (Lyin')
I be tryna be humble, but it ain't sh*t for me to brag (Uh-huh)
I don't do the makeup, throw me lip gloss and a lash
I'd rather have three n*ggas 'cause I don't like to choose
Money on my mind, so how the f*ck could I lose
These b*tches make me snap, I be tryna be cool
A band for a feature, sh*t, it's finna be two (Hah)
Why you even hit me? You ain't talkin' 'bout no bands (Huh?)
No n*gga runnin' sh*t 'til it's a ring up on my hand
I'm really not friendly and that's just the way I am
n*gga watch your mouth before I call up Kud and Cam (Ayy)
If I'm f*ckin' with you, gotta be bougie
'Cause I like all my n*ggas fine and real exclusive
I know sh*t don't be lasting 'cause n*ggas be choosy
They don't last with me 'cause all these n*ggas be boosie (NyNy)