Man, one of the biggest artists
We seen it all niggas was gettin' tazed
Bitches was poppin' pussy
Niggas was throwin' chairs,
everything was goin' down
Fifty-thousand people, people, Yeat concert,
Real twizzy shit (real twizzy shit
uh (I'm working on dying)
Had to change my flow, yeah
Had to change the joke (hey,
Potty trained my diamonds, yeah
They smackin' head to toe (boom,
boom, boom, boom, boom, yeah)
"Shh" 'bout what you sayin', yeah,
just shut up, let me go (hey, hey, hey)
Riding 'round with these bust-down watches watches on me,
I got my blicky tucked (Hey, hey, hey)
Headin' number one up on these charts,
bitch, yeah, it's stuck as what?
A-A-All we we we do is just go num
And I just brought in some M's,
lil' bitch, it's the first of the month
Rid ing 'round, I'm in the Cayenne,
I'm afraid of the sun (hey, hey, hey)
I went and painted the Benz, I switched shit up,
I wanted it done by the Don
All of my fans is my family, my cult
my twizzy, my money (hey, hey, hey)
I don't give a fuck what you sayin'
I don't listen to it, I don't wanna
In the whip, got two R, yeah,
Yeah, what the Cullinan bought
I'm 'bout to bring this shit back
and then wait from the top
It's that time of the month
I'm 'bout to do it again,
'Bout to triple the sum (hey, hey, hey)
How you gon' talk to a rat? (Huh?) How you
gon' talk to the feds? (Woo)
How you gon' talk to the shmeds? (Woo), now
you gon' talk to the lead (huh?)
I don't give a fuck what you sayin', huh,
you already heard what I said (woo)
Yeah, I got big boy diamonds on me,
yeah, I got big boy bread
And I don't give a fuck 'bout the coupe,
yeah, I pop the bitch on Tes'
You ain't even made no money, yeah,
I'm 'bout to jump out again
uh (I'm working on dying)
Had to change my flow, yeah
Had to change the joke (hey,
Potty trained my diamonds, yeah
They smackin' head to toe (boom, boom,
"Shh" 'bout what you sayin', yeah,
just shut up, let me go (hey, hey, hey)
Riding 'round with these bust-down watches watches on me,
I got my blicky tucked (Hey, hey, hey)
Headin' number one up on these charts,
bitch, yeah, it's stuck as what?
A-A-All we we we do is just go num
And I just brought in some M's,
lil' bitch, it's the first of the month
Riding 'round, I'm in the Cayenne,
I'm afraid of the sun (hey, hey, hey)
I went and painted the Benz, I switched shit up,
I wanted it done by the Don
All of my fans is my family, my cult
my twizzy, my money (hey, hey, hey)
I don't give a fuck what you sayin'
I don't listen to it, I don't wanna
In the whip, got two R, yeah,
Yeah, what the Cullinan bought
I'm 'bout to bring this shit back
and then wait from the top
It's that time of the month
I'm 'bout to do it again,
How you gon' talk to a rat? (Huh?) How you gon'
How you gon' talk to the shmeds? (Woo), now you
gon' talk to the lead (huh?)
I don't give a fuck what you sayin',
huh, you already heard what I said (woo)
Yeah, I got big boy diamonds on me,
yeah, I got big boy bread
And I don't give a fuck 'bout the coupe,
yeah, I pop the bitch on Tes'
You ain't even made no money,
yeah, you don't make no sense
I'm 'bout to jump out again
