My bank account, me to calm down The billboards tellin me to climb Ha, niggas talkin, let me find out Could give a fuck later bitch Im on now Ha, you the shine is what I do though Bitch, you know Im flexin I bought a and a 2 do in the Rolly, Tuesday in the Hublot RnB killin rap niggas, just what I do though These niggas is lame, they complain and doin the same shit Get all up on twitter, tryna get followers, suckin the dick Im of these niggas, tired of arguin over the same bitch Niggas funny like comics, Im wealthy nigga, I rich My be up in galleries, a million when I paint bitch Pop records me this Ferrari, thats a lane switch Switch it up on you watch my number change up on you niggas, yeah my number changed Hit-boy, all these rappers beats I bought all my clique toys, aint no niggas heat I cop that big noise, aka Im TNT I blow that up, get up boy you cant get rid of Dont with my old bitch, its like a bad fur industry nigga done had her Trick or like a pumpkin just to smash her Bitches codes, but Im the password Now its time for young niggas to down shit If you yappin in the then you surrounded say he trippin, on some greyhound shit He didnt listen, now he to the ground bitch Put him out, hes With all the on his chest, he barely breathin its lights out, he took a beatin Hand on his chest, his heart, pledge of allegiance Damn, his bitch cold, need a Took em shopping, bought em 1500 pair of Ha, Im a cold ass nigga, you!