[Verse 1]
He sold his soul for a chain and money
Why you so bold?
Keep that shit off your sleeve
I want the bands, you just wanna be seen
You're not a rapper, you're just a disease
My brain so scattered, she dodge then she weave
Got different patterns all over my jeans
I do the damage
You poppin' fake Xanax
I downed a fifth, I'm too legit, your shit is rancid
Quit the fuckshit, you is a bitch, I know what you plannin'
All over my wrist, all over my neck, I want some medallions
Oh boy, are you deaf, I hit your clef, he screamin' "dammit'
Give him knuckle-sandwich
And now he get banished

[Verse 2]
(Gucci gang, gucci gang, gucci gang)
Why you keep talkin' about the same damn thing
Smokin' on this motherfuckin' [?] propane
All these lil' bitches beggin' for my last name
[?]
I count my cash in the back of a Range
I bolt to the guap like I am Usain
My bro he a demon, but I am a saint
I'm in the faster lane[?]
This you cannot tame
All my tracks the same
Shit movin' like trains
Now you gonna take the blame
And I ain't takin' shit
Baby take a risk
I count cash in a whip
Pickup, Lyft, where my destination?
I'm gettin' to the banking
I get my guap then leave it
You do this for no reason
And I can't go for nothin'
Watch me count my funds
A lot of y'all my sons
I'm so sick, I need a Tums
Whip my wrist, plate can't have crumbs
Smokin' gas don't pop my lungs
Took his pack, I'm on the run
You too sweet like Honey Bun
Need my cash in larger sums
While these rappers all some bums
They couch surf [?] pretend it's fun
[Outro]
Why you keep talkin' about the same damn thing
Smokin' on this motherfuckin' [?] propane
All these lil' bitches beggin' for my last name
[?]
I count my cash in the back of a Range
I bolt to the guap like I am Usain
My bro he a demon, but I am a saint