Ha, uh all you bi**hes smell like s**t

Aye, yuh, uh

Top ten made it

I been hoppin' outta whips, I been hoppin' outta Bentleys

I been collecting them chips, I've been feening for some Benjis

I just keep on making hits, bi**hes want me like sum fendi

I just keep on talking s**t, pu**y speak to me directly

Uh, aye, yuh

Oh my god, don't make yourself sound like a dip-s**t

Forty whole bands up in my pocket, that s**t brushing my d**k

That bi**h gon' hop up out the foreign then she hop right on this

Okay that bi**h ain't nothing special she don't pique my interest

Okay, like s**t, bi**h I don't f**k with no cop

Yea I just d-d-dropped

Bi**h I'm not Ruby I'm not on your block

You need to learn when the f**k to just stop

Okay, like I just want the cash motherf**ker I'm bout it

Throwing money at me like a motherf**king fountain

Holy s**t, all this f**king water bi**h

Lately I've been feeling like I'm motherf**king drowning

Like all on my all on my all on my wrist

These bi**hes be hoppin' like all up on my d**k

You must be stupid I ain't falling for this

I don't make no beats but I'm choppin' the mix

I pull up with plenty, I take her to Denny's

Act like I got bi**hes but I don't got many

She just want some henny

I beat it like Kenny

Like s**t bi**h I've been f**king ballin like

I've been, I've been hoppin' outta whips, I been hoppin' outta Bentleys

I been collecting them chips, I've been feening for some Benjis

I just keep on making hits, bi**hes want me like sum fendi

I just keep on talking s**t, pu**y speak to me directly

Uh, aye, yuh

You bi**hes don't know when to just shut the f**k up

I don't got no feelings for no one, I don't give a f**k

And I'm just tryna get me a net

I'm feeling like fat you grab me my t**s bi**h the way I be all the way up

I'm on my own business, why you pu***es always just tryna get all up into my own stuff

Uh, aye, you think that you ain't way too much to manage

First things first lil' bi**h I got some higher standards

My homies talking to you just like they my f**king bandits

And ya'll be faking s**t while I am mother f**king candid

Your girl suck on my d**k-tip

I never miss, um bi**h I'm tryna dip

Cause her room is messy as s**t, we ain't gonna mix

Uh bro I don't like you dude, you is artificial, I'm not tryna be rude

Talk to your bi**h and I made her my boo

And I drip anywhere bi**h I can never lose

I've been hoppin' outta whips, I been hoppin' outta Bentleys

I been collecting them chips, I've been feening for some Benjis

I just keep on making hits, bi**hes want me like sum fendi

I just keep on talking s**t, pu**y speak to me directly

Uh, yuh, aye, yuh