[Verse]
Tell my opps we ain't hiding (You gon' fu*k with this one, Will)
You b*tch ass ni**as ain't sliding
I don't care about you ni**as
Woke up feeling like Joe Biden
Got money, just need a bad b*tch to confide in
Boy, I got this Glock so, no, I ain't fighting
I made six figures from trapping and rhyming
Lot of ni**as hating on me, now they dick riding
Now they b*tch, riding the tip
And after I fu*k, I pass them to the clique
And you know we stay millitant 'til we gotta stay equipped
But a ni**a talk sh*t, he get hit with the stick
And when I'm in the stu', just know I'm in my zone
When I call up your boo, she gon' give me some dome
If he talking too much, I push up to his home
Got his momma outside saying, "Leave him alone"
Sеarching for opps with this mo'fu*king chrome, no Google
Thesе ni**as be sweet like a poodle
These ni**as be tipping, and drawing no doodle
This a skinny ass Drake, look like a pool noodle
Your mans got robbed, but I guess that you knew
My money six-four, ni**a, no Goonew
Glock .19 make him disappear, no voodo
This dick make your b*tch go crazy, go coo-coo
No puff, if a ni**a want smoke, ni**a, what's up?
Put them bands in my coat 'cause my pockets filled up
Just like a volcano, b*tch, I'm going up
Just like a volcano, b*tch, I'm going up
Just like a volcano, b*tch, I'm going up