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[Intro]
What?

[Verse 1]
Let's talk 'bout it
I'm finna jump in the whip and then hop out it
"He got some money, now he think he somebody"
That's what the hatin' ass n*ggas say about me (Yeah)
Knock off his cap, I'ma keep it a hunnid
It's the origin, b*tch, this is starting this summer (Yeah)
All my diamonds, they cost me a arm and a lung
It's a 3 and a 2, but, b*tch, I am the 1 (Yeah)
They said I'm getting fat, it's the lean in my gut (Yeah)
Bet a XD-45 put that boy in a trunk
I'm off the gas, and it smell like a skunk
And that n*gga is ass, throw that sh*t in the dump
If I shoot at his feet then that boy better jump
And no, l ain't missing a headshot
n*gga, I got a shooter in Dallas, he throwing you off, I ain't talking bout' Prescott

[Verse 2]
(Yeah, uh, we finna-, uh, we finna-, damn)
We finna run in your crib, what's the motive?
n*gga, I got your b*tch in the back choking (Bleh)
He said I'm broke, man, he gotta be joking
Had to touch on my diamonds, now that b*tch is soakin'
I'm getting bands every day, it's my payday
I would cut that ho off, you would think I'm a melee
Play with the money, them racks got a playdate
Active shooter in this b*tch, it's a mayday
That n*gga got hit with a whole semi-auto
They cloning, see me do some sh*t and they follow
I pop a perky like Demi Lovato
1500, we all in the mix, no Apollo
If that boy want a problem, then we finna solve it
He not in my column, he not in my bracket
I got a new tennis chain like a racket
G-Glock got a flash and a beam for attachments
[Verse 3]
I hate it
They said that they proud of me, that sh*t belated (Yeah)
They said that they day ones, but they never portrayed it
Now they coming back once they see that I made it (Yeah)
Nah, where you was at when I was broke?
When they all hated me you ain't never had hope
Now I'm up, so I know that b*tch gotta feel dumb
It's a 3 and a 2, but, b*tch, I am the 1 (Yeah)