[Produced by Southside]
[Verse 1]
I said my house sittin' on acres, these n*ggas haters
Cuts all in my fingers from countin' paper
You n*ggas wanna try it, go meet your maker
You n*ggas act like b*tches, she need some makeup
I said I'm up, I'm out of here, I'm super gone
I just made a two fifty off the phone
I said I'm lit, I'm on my sh*t, I'm in my zone
I said I'm lit, come get your b*tch, she out her thong
Flockavelli, I'm bout my fetti, these n*ggas petty
I'm swervin', I said I'm swervin', a young Andretti
My n*ggas'll bust your melon, I know felons
You n*ggas is super haters, you n*ggas jealous
And I probably done f*cked your b*tch, ain't no telling
Went to California just to mail it
If you buying, don't call my phone, you know I'm sellin'
My watch, my neck, and wrist look like it's hailing
[Hook]
What you buyin'? Who's sellin'?
M.O.N.E.Y. with these dope boys yellin'
M.O.N.E.Y. with these bad b*tches yellin'
I make 'em drop them packs vacuum sealed and have it mailed in
b*tch you worthless, got no purpose, that pus*y workin'
n*ggas flexin' their lil jewelry, my n*ggas lurkin'
Off of perky, I know he thinkin' he should've merked 'em
I said I'm fly, I'm out of here, I'm where the birds be
[Verse 2]
Diamonds super wet, these b*tches thirsty
She gon' suck a di*k for shoes and purses
I got your savings in my pocket I made off verses
pus*y super wet, I think I'm surfin'
These n*ggas flexin' like they Gotti but they lyin'
I'm on mitches on top of mitches make me a giant
They like "Waka, put me on, are you hiring?"
I said these rappers gettin' old, time for retirement
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
When it comes to streets, I'm like the reverend, my life is heaven
I'm eatin', already full but I want seconds
I'm balling, kicking sh*t like I'm on [?]
I told my b*tch quit her sh*t, don't miss your blessing
[Hook]