(Intro)
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
(Verse 1)
First off I am not a rapper, second off we are not the same
Third thing, all you b**h ni**as on the internet, you should be ashamed
Closet full of Alexander Wang
Louis loafers, you can say I changed
Louis jacket just to block the rain
Eating lobster bisk with some champagne
RIP to Bankroll
S**t all day been chasing bankrolls
I ain’t even change, I’m in the same clothes
Young wild ni**a these hoes can’t expose
Young wild ni**a that came in on fleek
Gotta get that lil bi**h out my sheets
Uber outside, I see you next week
Mover XL, you know a ni**a cheap
Pull up to your function riding in that foreign car
Shawty f**k me off that co-co, feel like Pablo Escobar
Ain’t no pressure I’ma still accept your a** for who you are
Now just hop in my jacuzzi lose the panties and that bra
(Verse 2)
Bi**h I’m that dope
King of pro tool
I am so rude
Feel like Goku
Lunch and no boo
Don’t do tofu
Say he know me but I don’t know old dude
Why you tripping man I swear she old news
Stop that bi**h and girl you know you mine
Rolling stone, get my Rollie on
Rolling raw cone, drinking red wine
But these ni**as still know what’s happening
I’m not just rapping
Expressing my emotions through some God damn captions
Riding through the city and I’m God damn packing
Cause I wish a ni**a would ni**a I’m God damn lapping
On my way baby wish me well
Young ni**a finally came out that shell
I’m the motherf**king truth bi**h, if you can’t tell
(Chorus)
I got my change up
I got my name up
I wish a ni**a tried to tell me that I change up
These bi**hes dangerous
F**k me like I’m famous
Bought a brand new foreign so I had to switch my lane up
Change up
I got my change up, I got my change up, I got my change up
These bi**hes dangerous
F**k me like I’m famous
Tell me why you hating cause a ni**a switched his lane up
Let’s get it
(Verse 3)
Bi**h I’m on, they can’t help but hate
Round table with a full plate
I be in here, finest night chef
Shoutout
Hand be so swift
Tokyo drift
Now I’m riding
Green on me add a thousand dollars
Young ni**a got his money piling
When I seen a mil bi**h I started robbing
(Outro)
When are we gonna do Lyric Ave again
That was crazy last week
See you soon, call us, bye