Intro lyrics

[Verse]
What's brackin'? b*tch, not a thang
And I got gas for sale, it's that pure octane
A broke b*tch sniffin' cocaine
Uh, the main b*tch that'll speak on my name
Since I came in, I been blangin', it's still same sh*t
Just now I got three chains swangin'
Y'all treat me like I'm famous
I don't say sh*t, I just keep a pistol with like eight clips
f*ck a A-List, I'm tryna make a playlist
Get a home that's spacious and never make a payment
And I can give a f*ck about my ex
Back then I wasn't sh*t, and guess what? I still ain't sh*t, b*tch
And I'm still staying dangerous
Maintaining, mackin' and hangin'
High Street, four-five what I'm bangin'
This didn't happen over night, that's why I'm gracious
Ooh, I'ma Maxwell kid, n*gga
Shopping at Maxfields, n*gga, uh
Was in the alleyway with it
Outside doing digits and I clapped at b*tch n*ggas
Yeah, my diamonds big dancing
They throw shade my way but it's cap sh*t
Everything that say is all past tense
I lived past it, yeah, b*tch, be more elaborate
No you ain't active, uh-uh
You just pop off the lips and that'll get yo ass smacked quick, uh
I'm relaxin', uh, big maxin', uh
And I talk my sh*t 'cause I can back it, uh
That's facts, b*tch, understand, b*tch
That it, ain't another b*tch that can match it
Hell yeah I'm ecstatic
I made my way from pallets on a floor to a mansion
b*tch, you on always on sad sh*t
You doing bad b*tch? I'm courtside, Warriors-Mavericks
I drop the top when I need more expansion
On a vacation on a island to the Hamptons
And I be chillin', I be kickin' sh*t
Me and my old friends hashin' out our differences
My n*gga on some real n*gga sh*t
I still drink champagne with my chicken strips, ooh
I'm a self-made n*gga
I did everything that I done campaigned, n*gga
Shine so bright that you just can't shade, n*gga
I'm Teflon Don that you just can't hate, n*gga
Ooh, but I still wish a b*tch would, ho
You getting pressed and getting pushed on
I'm at the crib getting good dome
While my main callin' me, I'm like "f*ck, sh*t, which phone?"
To go against me you'd need a wishbone
But your wish won't get granted, b*tch, sh*t, no
I ain't the type you could sh*t on
'Cause if you try that sh*t, you know which way this sh*t could go
Ooh