[Intro]
(Oh my God)
(Oh my— oh my—)
(Tecca)

[Chorus]
If she the topic, I know I'm the main
Fuck all the levels, I beat the whole game
Dropped me a whole band on this tee
You would be damned if I let it get stained
ERD, new CDG, we was rockin' it before all the fame
You know me, don't cuff no treesh
Now I seein' why they copy the slang
They not ready for 'Cetti
Pull up, 'Vette-y, skrrt off in a Bentley
Got a ticket, now she in the telly
Don't be talkin' crazy, I get petty
Yeah, my shooter to the right, he a lefty
Said I'm toxic, my bitches regret me
I get bread, you can see on the spreadsheet
She a baddie, I got her new Fenty

[Verse]
They sayin' I got the sauce, my Rollie is plain
Tryna get to that bag, for real
We wasn't doin' that shit for the fame
Down bad, now who you gon' blame?
They come around, we don't entertain it
Everybody, they gon' say the same shit
I just count up and look in they faces
Ayy, why you gon' chill and be bitter?
Fuck that chillin', I'm gon' be a winner
That's your bitch? You gon' be a sinner
This a movie, a whole bigger picture
One-of-one, know it's not a lot of us
You let me know when you had enough
Ayy, might as well pack it up
Step on the scene and they clap it up, yeah
[Bridge]
New ho with a new face, I might see that every new day
She slid on a Tuesday, sayin', "Romani, make a Blu-Ray"
Ran up my check, yeah, ballin' before 2K
Better make the most of this before you lose me

[Chorus]
If she the topic, I know I'm the main
Fuck all the levels, I beat the whole game
Dropped me a whole band on this tee
You would be damned if I let it get stained
ERD, new CDG, we was rockin' it before all the fame
You know me, don't cuff no treesh
Now I seein' why they copy the slang
They not ready for 'Cetti
Pull up, 'Vette-y, skrrt off in a Bentley
Got a ticket, now she in the telly
Don't be talkin' crazy, I get petty
Yeah, my shooter to the right, he a lefty
Said I'm toxic, my bitches regret me
I get bread, you can see on the spreadsheet
She a baddie, I got her new Fenty