The bar is touching the sky when you hear my ting it’s coming too wavey
I gotta protect my seed cuz a lotta gyal there wanna have my babies
Play me don’t try play me coming too hot so you’ve gotta damn rate me
And no I don’t have no shame so how on earth are you gonna try shame me
Fame me wanna be so damn famous even Bill Gates is gonna ask for a picture
All they know is green and rizzler
Couldn’t be me cuz I’m tryna get richer
Did somebody me bring some mixer
Gotta say sorry to my liver
Cute when you look but she comes with heat man I know in the womb bro she was a kicker
This is getting too real
I was asleep now I’m on that wheel
Original no I don’t steal
Putting in work been out on the field
Coming too cold like Danny Shields
Yeah he’s got the sauce man he knows the deal
Sometimes, I just be in my feels
But that ain’t gonna stop me keeping it real
It’s just been bun everyone
Ain’t done nothing for me so for you don’t expect it
If the brand is certi imma rep it
Knows his ting so you got to respect it
New whip imma put it on the debit
Uh
You man put it on the credit
6/10 but she’s coming all boujee that’s my sign I’ve just gotta dead it
Tryna take it back to the roots
Connected to earth like I am groot
Sowing my seeds and eating up fruits
Cross that line I turn to a brute
Grown man there be acting like yutes
Yes yutes just let me finish
Grown man there be getting all giddish by dumb little things they’re moving all kiddish
Man I really can’t stand it
If you’ve got a name then brand it
Celebrate wins but I don’t drink Brandy
Rough round the edge just a little so sand it
I can’t really say that I planned this
GCSE, in school, yeah I crammed it
Black box moving like fed so I jammed it
Bad gyal wanna get dunked so I slammed it
The bar is touching the sky when you hear my ting it’s coming too wavey
I can’t even trust no man put trust in myself cuz I know I can’t fail me
Play me don’t try play me get a verse free cuz soon you’re gon pay me
Need guys that won’t betray me
Man on my own no you cannot tame me
Fame me wanna be so damn famous even Batman’s gon’ ask for a picture
Somebody get me a pitcher
At spoons for a little bit of dinner
Lord knows I am a winner
Everyday fixing my inner
You know that I like them thick same way I’m tryna see my wallet get thicker
Money
Coming too cold like Danny Shields
Yeah he’s got the sauce man he knows the deal