[Intro]
(Damjonboi)

[Verse 1: Teejayx6]
I can't fuck with no n***as who ain't really gettin' it (I swear to God)
My red bottoms cost a band, who punches really hittin'? (Lil' n***a)
N***a, I don't gotta rap, this life I'm really livin'
Boy, you won't catch me slippin', 'cause I don't move without my killers
I know my Balmains tight, bitch, I got twenty in 'em (40K)
I move cautious 'round this bitch like ain't nobody with me (Hell nah)
If I ain't out of town with kev, then I be somewhere chillin'
I'm either at my bitch crib or countin' up the digits
I heard n***as say they rich with life y'all n***as livin'
Lookin' at my old teachers like y'all need a civics
Could've did some time, but I had lawyers with me (Yup)
Nine thousand flat for that lawyer ticket (Man, man)
She in her feelings 'cause I keep spendin'
But I ain't got no time for you, bitch, I'm on a mission
These scams got me up, ain't gotta run the streets (Yup)
And from Instagram scammin', I touched thirty G's (I made 30K)
And I ain't gotta mention what I made off weed (Boy)
This my life, just listen to me talkin' on just beats

[Verse 2: 10kkev]
I've been all in Western Union with my pick-a-person
Bitch ain't never really busy, she my favorite worker
My bitch thinkin' that we fuckin', I just give her forty
Leavin' the crib every hour, got her n***a worried
But she just pickin' up my cheese, I leave her on the corner
My bitch blowin' up my phone, but I just keep ignorin'
She always sayin' that I'm lyin', say I be tellin' stories
But I be in and out of stores tryna get this money
Big knot in my pocket, you'd think a n***a tote
Hundred-fifty hundreds on me I could barely fold
You could talk about this shit, but I can really show it