Yeah, yeah

I heard they miss me

I been off the map so long, I heard niggas thought I turned fifty

These Disney ass lil' boys, why my fans telling me he bit me

They know better than to p**s me off

I call shots like Mamba on the court

They play that drama like a sport

I'm dripped up just like a faucet, and they gone gossip 'cause they boring

I'm finna ride 'round in this AMG, I like to push German horses

These wire transfers in my phone remind me what's important

Who 'gone count me out?

Who 'gone count me out?

Ducked off in the back rooms

We got that trap jumping

Bitches trying to clap some

Fattest ass 'gone stack some

Whole lot of cash up in here, you better back up

(You better back up, you better back up)

I'm one of none, I can't even teach you how to ride this wave

This would be the place to teach you though, we in Pacific Palisades

Don't know how I ended up out here, but I can't complain

I can say that I felt the rain though, since then I ain't felt the same

Got some h**s down on they knees with some bosses ready to top one

That's all I really need, I think it's time to swap out the roster

They kind of going OD, I think every one of them just got lockjaw

Yeah, yeah

I been off the map so long, I heard niggas thought I turned fifty

These Disney ass lil' boys, why my fans telling me he bit me

They know better than to p**s me off

I call shots like Mamba on the court

They play that drama like a sport