My bank account, tellin me to down The tellin me to climb down Ha, niggas pillow talkin, let me out Could give a fuck later bitch Im on now Ha, you know the shine is what I do Bitch, you know Im flexin I a necklace and a 2 do in the Rolly, Tuesday in the Hublot RnB killin rap niggas, thats just what I do These niggas is lame, they always complain and the same shit Get all up on twitter, tryna get followers, the same dick Im tired of these niggas, tired of arguin the same bitch Niggas funny like comics, Im nigga, I aint rich My shit be up in galleries, a million when I bitch Pop records bought me Ferrari, thats a lane switch it up on you niggas watch my number change Grown up on you niggas, yeah my changed Hit-boy, all these wasting beats I bought all my clique toys, aint no niggas heat Yeah I cop big noise, aka Im TNT I blow shit up, get up Cause boy you get rid of Dont with my old bitch, its like a bad fur Every industry nigga had her Trick or like a pumpkin just to smash her Bitches breaking codes, but Im the Now its time for young to shut down shit If you yappin in the then you surrounded They say he trippin, on some greyhound He didnt listen, now he listening to the ground Put him out, hes With all the sneakers on his chest, he breathin Like its out, he took a beatin on his chest, holding his heart, pledge of allegiance Damn, his bitch cold, a Theraflu Took em shopping, bought em 1500 pair of Ha, Im a ass nigga, fuck you!