My ammo reloaded, I'm ready to boom

Niggas be shitty like Fruit of the loom

Back on the mic, all you niggas is doomed

Dusting you niggas, I'm grabbing a broom

Don't get to tripping like you was on shrooms

Hot like I'm out in the middle of June

DJ myself when I hop in the booth

So I put myself on the ones and the twos

I'm at the top but got nothing to lose

Shawty a freak and she loving the crew

Can't hold me down like I'm walking the moon

Water my neck like I walked in the pool

You in my way then you better move

Bob The Builder, I keep a tool

Drip lord, I turn water to juice

And keep me some honeys like Winnie the Pooh

Okay, I'm very excited

Cause money, it make me excited

Smoking these niggas, I ain't even light it

Niggas be rapping, they ain't even write it

B**h, I'm on fire, lil' b**h, I'm ignited

Think you can f**k with me? dare you to try it

F**k with my style? I dare you to bite it

F**g fly like I married a pilot

I'm just enjoying the ride

Killing this shit and I don't even try

She want it, baby, we can f**k every night

Terminator, I get up every time

Pinocchio, on the h**s I don't like

My d**k grow every time that I lie

Can't play a player for a piece of the pie

So f**k the rules, I can never abide

H**s on my meat now

I just want the dome like a freestyle

Know you ain't used to finer things, But bae you f**g with me now

I got h**s from New York to Long Beach

Grinding for the gold like I'm John B

Brother m**r like a auntie

Drunk as f**k, I'm moving like a zombie

All black like I'm Batman

Kicking shit like I'm Jack Chan

No, I'm not going to the strip club, F**k am I gonna do with a lap dance

Only thing I want inside my lap, Bands

I don't need to go and grab a strap, Hands

But I still shoot it, ain't no Call of Duty, When I say I'm gripping on a Mac-10

Bitches be calling on my phone Like I'm locked up non-stop

Niggas all hate me for clout, lil' dude, you not my opp

I spent like 200 just to have red and green on my socks

The way these girls scream my name You would think my songs was pop

I hit a home run and a young n**a Still rounding first base

Rappers, they all trying to run with me N**a, you not at my pace

If you ain't trying to make money Please get the f**k out my face

Cause I need a house on the lake

Trying to be one of the greats

Trying to be known as the best

This is not check, it's just chess

You niggas a joke, I hang on the ropes, And hit like a kick to the head

I put the feelings to rest

And I put you jokers to bed

You talking say it with your chest

Or nothing else needs to be said

I do my thing and I leave them impressed

I say my words, they go over they heads

I'm moving and grooving, can't do what I'm doing

So how about you go get some money instead

I take what's mine and I leave em' what's left

If you not rocking with me, you can step

I am a star, look me up for a check

I am a star, just look up and I'm there