Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy
Speak, these niggas ain’t fuckin’ with me (Niggas ain’t on my level)
Speak, these niggas ain’t nothin’ to me (Niggas ain’t even a fraction)
Speak, these niggas don’t hustle like me (I’m havin’ too much motion)
Speak, they ain’t havin’ more muscle than me (Under pressure, go, baby)
I got in my bag, I done came to my senses
I cut off some niggas, wasn’t takin’ me serious
I jumped in the Track and went fast and furious
Four bitches with me, polygamy (Rotation)
I ran it back up, I ain’t wait on nobody
I’m sellin’ exotic and takin’ narcotics
A bold face lie (How?), fuck niggas know that he owe me, stop it
Come get with us, you can profit
It’s been a minute since I wore Versace
I’m still tippin’ and sippin’ on Wocky
Redbone syndrome and a lil’ chocolate
I like ’em both, so l keep a few options
When I do me and she can’t take the heat (What?)
The bitch be so ready to block me (Haha)
He said he had a new flavor, I smoked a lil’ blunt, it was garbage
That shit was weak
Trappin’, workin’, and cookin’, uh
My presidential got boogers, uh
He want a bunch of ’em, I gotta cut some
I feel like Scooter, I’m juggin’, uh
I’m in LA with a fully (Right now)
But I’m with twins from Brooklyn, uh (Ayy)
I can count through it all without lookin’
But l’ma be late for my bookin’ (Fire up the jet)
Speak, these niggas ain’t fuckin’ with me (Niggas ain’t on my level)
Speak, these niggas ain’t nothin’ to me (Niggas ain’t even a fraction)
Speak, these niggas don’t hustle like me (I’m havin’ too much motion)
Speak, they ain’t havin’ more muscle than me (Go)
I used to sleep on the floor on a blow up
Now I get two hundred thousand to show up
Passive income, my cup runnin’ over (Spill)
I made a mill’ in a month in October
These niggas ain’t sold mo’ dope than me (No)
Niggas ain’t touch more ‘bows than me
Still getti’ two or three shows a week (Booked)
Can’t even drive all the whips in my fleet (Skrrt)
I just might break the money counter when I count it
Might put some Forgi’s on it when I mount it (Yeah)
Fly a nigga bitch to that Yami
Let her do some tricks at the palace
‘Member when I first got some status
Knocked a pimp for his ho in Dallas
She was turnin’ tricks, bringin’ daddy (Yeah)
Five racks a night for my mackin’ (For real)
Speak, these niggas ain’t fuckin’ with me (Niggas ain’t on my level)
Speak, these niggas ain’t nothin’ to me (Niggas ain’t even a fraction)
Speak, these niggas don’t hustle like me (I’m havin’ too much motion)
Speak, they ain’t havin’ more muscle than me (Under pressure, go, baby)
