Yeah, I walk around with sticks
Walk around with bitches
The money up in the bag
They know who already rich
Strapped up like a boss
Feel like John Wick
That boy music garbage
Yeah, I'm wearin' hard fits
Me and IceySlime, yeah, we makin' big hits
I'm the freshest cracker, yeah, I'm feelin' like a Ritz
Talkin' on my squad, you get hit up in your shit
Said what I said, I gotta be real
All this money up in the bank,
I don't know how to feel
And if we ain't talkin' bout bread,
I ain't gon' sign a deal
Yeah, my pockets way too heavy,
They finna break the scale
I'm in Miami, I feel like a boss
I'm shoppin' at Gucci,
While u be shoppin' at Ross
100 bands, lil' bitch, I make it a lot
I'm one year in this bitch and I'm already hot
It's a crazy year, I don't know where to start
They know I go stupid, like a retard
I'm up in the clouds, I'm about to make it to Mars
Rollie shine real bright, see it from far
I'm in Miami, I feel like a boss
I'm shoppin' at Gucci,
While you be shoppin' at Ross
100 bands, lil' bitch, I make it a lot
I'm one year in this bitch and I'm already hot