[Verse 1] (Yeah)(x5) Talk to Jon Waltz, like you talk to a God f** them other n***as, they ain't odd f** them other n***as, they ain't God I was f**ing onto 8 broads And then them n***as turn to haters But f** them n***as, I was doing me I was on one, f** it, I was on two or three To be everywhere, I should, I need a two of me Same n***as cheering me on, is all booing me Look, money look nice from a distant view I was seeing shade from a different hue I was f**ing you, but she's a different you Blowing up my phone, you should get a clue Man, I'm going in for the W Man, your name everywhere; can't believe it's one of you Young n***a move that dope But if it is crack, better let 'em know you move that hope, n***a [Hook] I'm thinking 'bout leaving right now And I know you think that you wanted to stay But you were running away You thinking 'bout leaving right now And you know I think that I wanted to stay But, girl I'm running away Victoria, Victoria I got it all for you Victoria, Victoria Let me call for you Oh-oo-a-oh oh-oh oh-oh oh Oh-oo-a-oh [Verse 2] They screaming get that dough, fasho f** them n***as, I was doing me I was on one, f** it, I was on two or three To be everywhere, I should, I need two of me Same n***as cheering me on, is always booing me Look, it only look nice from a distant view You was seeing shade from a different hue I was rapping, hoping you would get a clue But you just wanted something that was different, new And I'm going in for the W Working too hard would have swore there's more than one of you If I look up seeing none of you If I look down seeing none of you Know that I am one of you [Hook] [Outro] Yeah, got 'em [?] Yeah, got them dollars on the table