[Intro:]
Sauce...
808 Mafia!
[Hook:]
Yeahhh, you might have a problem with me, if so then come sorry with me
Otherwise don't talk about me to your f**in' friends
And I know that I make it look too easy when I rock Retros and Yeezys, and I don't even call those designer brands
And if you try to touch my check, I might come right at your neck
Don't you know I never go defeated
And I ain't say that I'm up next, but by watchin' all damn stress
I been really startin' to believe it
[Verse 1]
I been a whippin' just dip, I gotta get far away
Some place where nobody stay, probably should move to L.A
Now that I'm startin' to get paid, sh** ain't been the same
How I'm switchin' lanes, cut off all the lames
No more playin' games
I just want 'em all to know, I'mma hit 'em with that nah nah
Get new [?], afterwords I treat her to that Dolce and Gabbana
Yeah I bring her to the crib and roll that marijuana
Finished all the Sprite so I just poured it in that Fanta, yeah yeah
Wait, ain't [?] but I go ham
Ballin' like I'm in the Pro Am, boutta put on a show man
Got it covered for the whole faaam, 'cause that's just how I do
Made a song about that too, and you know that sh** is true yeah, wait
'Cause I don't tell no lies, but all these other lames and so they all actin' surprised
And I been workin' hard so I might just do some braggin'
Ain't gon' be that long 'fore I rock her in that wagon
[Hook:]
Yeahhh, you might have a problem with me, if so then come sorry with me
Otherwise don't talk about me to your f**in' friends
And I know that I make it look too easy when I rock Retros and Yeezys, and I don't even call those designer brands
And if you try to touch my check, I might come right at your neck
Don't you know I never go defeated
And I ain't say that I'm up next, but by watchin' all damn stress
I been really startin' to believe it
[Verse 2]
Where I stay, you know I got all the melodies
Mix 'em with the sauce and they still won't see the recipe
Boutta pop off, I ain't talkin' 'bout no ecstasy
Hate me but don't know me, yeah I think they call that jealousy
Yeah I got it like that, took 'em dead and brought it back
Finest woman on the map, all that you lack
Feel like D-Wade back in '04 when he got Shaq
'Cause I got all these wins comin', on my daughters I'mma keep stuntin'
Sittin' back I'mma keep puffin', I just treat it like it ain't nothin'
Yeah yeah, got so much sh** on my mind
Thinkin' way too much I started getting intertwined
They ain't seen the vision so I told them that they blind
So I let 'em know, all this money that we blow
Never gonna see, they f**in' haters
[Hook:]
Yeahhh, you might have a problem with me, if so then come sorry with me
Otherwise don't talk about me to your f**in' friends
And I know I make it look too easy when I rock Retros and Yeezys, and I don't even call those designer brands
And if you try to touch my check, I might come right at your neck
Don't you know I never go defeated
And I ain't say that I'm up next, but by watchin' all damn stress
I been really startin' to believe it