Peep my middle finger, that's a Benz
All my women mixed, that's a blend
Blow a 100k, I don't feel a thing,
People coming at me from all angles,
gotta watch my six (woah)
Y'all are checking scores (woah)
I'm just scoring checks (woah)
Y'all say less is more (woah)
Ain't no flipping back and forth,
stay the fuck away from me
You can't get a beat or hook or
verse so fucking wait for me
I see all the hate for me,
If we run into each other,
please don't switch your story
Talking and being broke, that's all y'all are good for
Mad 'cause your bookkeepers keep saying
you need to get booked more
Your lack of success is not my fault,
Spreading rumors 'bout me, bitch
you reaching with your lying ass
it's been two years since I've looked
If you hate but you follow,
you're a fan, that's understood
You got million dollar goals,
but your work ethic's a penny
I take trips around the world,
you still taking trips to Denny's
That's your budget? That's so sad,
you're like thirty and some change
If you're hating, just be patient,
I got way more on the way
You so salty that I'm popping,
my success is pepper spray
Pick a side, pick a side,
once you pick it better stay
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