Fee lyrics

[Intro]
(Mayyzo)
(Loesoe went crazy)
(Na Fr)
(Yeah)

[Verse]
I spent a bag today, for real
n*ggas be mad, they hating for real (Ha!)
Hop out the cut, spin the Benz, for real
Yeah, Yeah, for real
Cartier frames, yeah she giving brain
Can't look at these n*ggas the same
Can't look at these n*ggas the same
Hop out the cut and I drop the brain
Hop in a Tesla, yeah all red seats
She sucking the di*k, that b*tch, she a beast
Look at my pockets. them b*tches obese
Chanel the kicks, them b*tches from overseas
I made a M with no degree
I ran it up, now they mad at me
I ain't worried about these n*ggas got that bag on me
That boy want a verse, I'm taxing the fee
Walk in this b*tch I walk up in Saks
G-star jeans, pockets they fat
Number (N)ine jeans, you know they fat
Hundreds on me, rich n*gga status
These n*ggas lame, ain't getting no cash
His b*tch f*ck on me, because I got a bag
These n*ggas, they hate (yeah, sad)
I'm up in Gucci with a Prada bag
I see sh*t, cop it
Cap, stop it
This sh*t, I bought it
We at the bank making deposits
(Yea) (Yeaah) (Yeaaah) (Yeah)