[Intro]
Ten 'round my neck, n***a
Twenty 'round my wrist, n***a
Fifty in my clip, n***a
Blitz yo whole shit, pussy
Million dollar look, n***a
Million dollar mwah, n***a
Pull up on your bitch, nogga
Hop out on yo sh–c'mon

(Damn son, where'd ya find this?)

[Chorus]
N***a back to back my shit jumpin'
My timepiece cost a hunnid
I'm rich and don't pay for nothin'
I'm stingy like n***a fuck it
I'm hidin' behind these hunnids
You like it baby I love it
I'm flying way out the country making love to fans, in London n***a

[Verse]
I ain't even met me yo bitch but if you said I did you know I f–
Only n***a no TikToking, twitch but all the streams is jumping, n***a
You n***as do all you can give it all you got, I do whatever I want, n***a
Feel like Sadé with a pistol, I could've ghost wrote for Aaliyah
G, got an iPhone 6 like it's 014
Tie my wicks up, corn syrup, mixed up, let me hit back my fiend
My savages taste my cup, next week they had to buck, they flooding the streets
Sandwich bag, full of Skittles like yo momma hooked to school with a treat
Young and paid, ready to watch them burn out for you reach my age
N***as gay, bare these boys some calendars so they can learn to face
Fuck a rapper bitch's age, she was on my radar, nah I ain't watch you on the radar
They put anybody on the radar
Matter of fact, get the f–
[Chorus]
N***a back to back my shit jumpin'
My timepiece cost a hunnid
I'm rich and don't pay for nothin'
I'm stingy like n***a fuck it
I'm hidin' behind these hunnids
You like it baby I love it
I'm flying way out the country making love to fans, in London

I got ten 'round my neck, n***a
Twenty 'round my wrist, n***a
Fifty in my clip, n***a
Blitz yo whole shit, pussy
Million dollar look, n***a
Million dollar mwah, n***a
Pull up on your bitch, n***a
Hop out on yo sh–c'mon

[Outro]
Yeah, n***a
Lil Birdman, yeah
Baby Tunechi, yeah, yeah
Big Slim, c'mon, yeah
CMB, yeah, its all I need keep it G
Baby Pacino, yeah
RGCMB though, yeah
Family, me though
430 faneto
Pussy
Evil Empire, New York Down South Supplier
We got it, for cheap
One thousand grams uncut to the gut
We ain't new to this
Way true to this
Business, Evil Empire