​petty lyrics

[Intro]
(Yeah, Jayko)

[Verse]
(Yeah) I stay like up at night, I count my paper right
I let it ring so many times, but I could never swipe
They be in my DMs, they just tryna pick a f*cking fight
No, I can't, f*ck up with that petty sh*t, yeah, I'm aight
I got that bag now, could give no f*cks about a ho
I got that bag now, so I don't call no b*tch my bro
Used to make, like, petty cents, now I make big racks
No, I can't like f*ck up with you and that's big facts
Still got paper in that bag, oh
Still got paper on my dresser
Still they tryna copy all my sh*t, my fault
Tryna cop me like a whip all black, like a damn crow
I did so much, like, at the age of seventeen
I sip my Wock', yeah, I mix with grenadine
'Cause that sh*t so sweet
They don't know nothin' 'bout that
I count my real big racks
She wan' f*ck, but I can't—