Aye, you know I like flexing on ni**as, I might pull a hundred racks out in his face
If he try to rob me I might catch a body, and put like two shots in his face
You know I ain't trippin' on ni**as, cuz me and my brothers be riding with drakes
And you know I be trappin all day, run up on me and I'm ending your day
I'll still hit the block with some shake, ni**as be cappin ain't havin' no way
Clientele I be making them plays, and I'm still having traps out of state
Send an opp ni**a up outer space, and I'm still getting packs out the way
And I'm still getting racks every day, You know fu*k ni**as just love to hate
Why these fu*k ni**as just love to hate, I be taxing them up all thе way
I done fu*ked on this b*tch anyway, scrap a ni**a can't eat off thе plate
Louie, Gucci, and maybe some Bape, super bad I'm like look at the waist
ni**as hating won't show them the way, boy you better go get you some pay
Boy you better go get you some plays, I be still on the block every day
I might remix a pound on some shake, Run it up take a trip to LA
They don't show me no love cause they hate, Word to opps I'm in traffic all day
They ain't ride for you them ni**as fake, and I'm still having Glocks on my waist
Aye I'm still having Glocks on my waist, I'll kick in your door for that safe
I can't wait to see stars in the Wraith, ni**as tryna compete they too late
I don't save hoes I don't wear capes
I got a bankroll out of state, Got a bankroll in the safe, Put a bankroll in my grave
Steady doing sh*t ni**as can't, I be flexed up everyday