Watch Me lyrics

[Intro]
(I ain't gon' lie, you tripped on this b*tch, Jay)
It's with an X, n*gga
Fxce

[Chorus]
Ayy, I really started off with like a hundred dollars
Then a hundred dollars turnt into a hundred thousand
I love the money, but when I got it, it came with like a hundred problems
I'd rather have some problems than bein' broke, dependin' on my mama
In LA, dropped two fours, man, I feel like Mamba
My b*tch sweat me, keep callin' my phone, but I don't feel like arguin'
I done made her ass crazy, I ain't use no condom
You think I ain't finna make it? pus*y n*gga, watch me

[Post-Chorus]
Yeah
You think I ain't finna make it? pus*y n*gga, watch me
You think I ain't finna make it? pus*y n*gga

[Verse]
Pull off the lot with two cars that cost a hun' a piece
Feel like you made it when you count your first dub in cheese
First gun still an open case, the other blick was seized
Still got a Drac', don't think I won't walk you down on feet
Lil'-ass b*tch, you a ho, ain't gotta hide from me
I don't even really care that much, you ain't gotta lie to me
Ayy, you need a song with what's-his— nah, he need one with me
Can't even pull these twenties out, they embedded in my jeans
Had to quit that f*ckin' job, ain't better than these streams
Pull my rap money out, invested it in lean
Told them n*ggas outside his crib stretch him if he leave
Pull my car out the driveway, it's the best one on the street
I don't really need no money, don't press me 'bout no feat, huh
Hit a Uey in the street, I left without my heat
Shoot an opp n*gga below the waist, can't step without his feet
Caught him sittin' at a red light and left him in his seat
Found a way to make a lil' money and left it on repeat
Thousand-dollar shoes on my feet, the rest this sh*t was cheap
You might catch me lookin' bummy, I don't give a f*ck (At all)
Swear to God, if I reach up in my pocket, it's a fifty tucked (n*gga)
Bought a Scat for a couple months, it cost me fifty-one (Come on)
You seen pullin' up, you already know we got like fifty guns (n*gga)
n*ggas flexin' a thousand dollars, we spent that in the club
White Runtz x Cherry Gelato, we put that in our lungs
Ffft, fast dude, we put that on our guns
On the chase in the fast dude, we do that sh*t for fun
Blicky on me, better watch it (Yop)
All-white buffs, yeah, they cool, but they common (Boring)
You rubber banded five hundred dollars, that sh*t childish (Lame)
He know I f*cked his b*tch, so when he seen me, it was awkward (b*tch)
I tell her not to cheat, but I still do it, I'm so toxic (n*gga)
You worried 'bout another n*ggas' pockets, that's your problem, n*gga
[Chorus]
Ayy, I really started off with like a hundred dollars (Then what?)
Then a hundred dollars turnt into a hundred thousand
I love the money, but when I got it, it came with like a hundred problems
I'd rather have some problems than bein' broke, dependin' on my mama
In LA, dropped two fours, man, I feel like Mamba
My b*tch sweat me, keep callin' my phone, but I don't feel like arguin'
I done made her ass crazy, I ain't use no condom
You think I ain't finna make it? pus*y n*gga, watch me

[Post-Chorus]
Yeah
You think I ain't finna make it? pus*y n*gga, watch me
You think I ain't finna make it? pus*y n*gga