Okay, let's do it
Hop on the beat one more time, we get to it
They keep on talking, don't know what they doing
Finna count up the racks like they wish they was doing
Got your bitch on the low and she counting my pesos
Said that I'm ass, bitch if you say so
I be selling these cookies, still making dinero
I know that y'all better than me, I don't care though
Ayy, they think that it's shit cause they got all that promo from BET
Yeah, they think they the shit cause they got all that gas like a TNT
Ayy, how you from ATL but my people do it better and they from the DMV
Man, your shit is ass, finna go switch it up while I'm smoking your pack
And they think that it's shit cause they got that lil' verse recorded from the people I wanted
The song that you put me on, I was talking bout your bitch, she was sucking dick on it
You not topping the spot, this is my shit and I'm not gonna let you take over it
I be doing this shit, I be getting these numbers, I don't give a f*ck, you irrelevant
Finna go one more time, I get the party lit, I be going outside
You know I be streaming that gas, I want that opium life, I'm trying to get signed
They keep on chatting about me, I really don't know why they keep up the lies
Cause them hoes at school, are mad scary as f*ck they be talking that shit on that 6:45
Sky, what are you doing