My bank account, tellin me to down The billboards me to climb down Ha, niggas pillow talkin, let me out give a fuck about later bitch Im on now Ha, you know the shine is what I do Bitch, you know Im flexin I bought a and a 2 do Monday in the Rolly, Tuesday in the RnB rap niggas, thats just what I do though These niggas is lame, they always complain and doin the shit Get all up on twitter, tryna get followers, the same dick Im tired of niggas, tired of arguin over the same bitch Niggas funny like comics, Im wealthy nigga, I aint My shit be up in galleries, a million I paint bitch Pop records me this Ferrari, thats a lane switch Switch it up on you niggas watch my number Grown up on you niggas, yeah my changed Hit-boy, all these rappers beats I all my clique toys, aint no niggas wasting heat Yeah I cop big noise, aka Im TNT I blow shit up, get up Cause boy you get rid of Dont fuck with my old bitch, its a bad fur Every nigga done had her Trick or like a pumpkin just to smash her breaking codes, but Im the password Now its time for young niggas to shut down If you yappin in the then you surrounded say he trippin, on some greyhound shit He didnt listen, now he listening to the bitch Put him out, hes With all the sneakers on his chest, he breathin Like its out, he took a beatin Hand on his chest, holding his heart, pledge of Damn, his cold, need a Theraflu Took em shopping, bought em pair of shoes Ha, Im a ass nigga, fuck you!