[Hook] x2
Hopping out the Rarri
I don came from the bottom
Got a whole lotta cash...
Money on the table
Got money on the floor
Got money in the bag...
Why you mad?
Why you mad?
Why you mad?
Why you mad?
[Verse 1]
Broke n***a wanna talk
Got money in the vault
She buy me Giuseppe, she tell me she love me...
You cuffing her, trusting her, giving her money
Why ya mad cause I came up?
Say I wouldn't make it f** n***a i'm famous...
Pull up in the Audi, the Rarri i'm racing
No mo' wearin Ralph Lauren
My b**h so foreign
Trap jumpin like Jordan...
How many times I told yall
I'm drinking that lean
Out the bottle in the morning...
Yung n***a I come from the hood
Flex and finesse and I juug
Rich n***a I made me a milli
My momma she told me I would
Red bottoms when I'm walking it's a murder scene
OG gas bags light green, Listerine
I didn't pa** history
But it don't get to me
Racking and stacking the currency...
You love her, you give her yo card
I'm in yo garage
She s** me
She getting me hard
You kissing that broad
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
You mad? Or nah?
Rockstar, pull up, no guitar
I'm f**ing yo b**h but you buying her cars
I ride in that Phantom, a boss
My neck and my wrist on glacier
Paper and paper, i'm relay the mayor
Shorty she know i'm a player
She thick from Jamaica
Rich n***a in the club, throwin money in the air
Broke n***as, just staring over there
Pull up in a Rarri, but you riding on a spare
My diamonds so clear
Hunnid bands my ear
I ain't round no square
You busted yo tire
You ain't got bus fare
By the way, these haters ain't talm bout nothing
I'm still getting hunnids
In the mall with yo b**h
Wit yo money
I'm buying me something
Maison Margielas
And brand new Giuseppes
You still wearin pradas...
I pull up in Rarri
I came from the bottom
You ride in a marauder
[Hook]