[Intro]
Yeah, ah, ayy
Fuck Gucci, but my money American, yeah
Yeah, I'm in the club with the fye (Fye)
Poppin’ my shit and they bite, yeah
I got some shit to say that I shouldn't say, I'm not gonna lie
No way ’bout my paper, they tryna get paid, then stay in the line
Yeah, buddy, he's not—
Yeah, hah
Hah, hah
Hah, yeah
Huh, yeah, huh

[Verse]
Holdin' the hunnids, this shit gettin' serious
Put more attention, I'm very notorious
I'm in a rush and she tells me if I'm serious
I don't give a fuck, I’m really not hearin’
Thinkin' that the life that you live is [?]
The intеrnet money, yo’ life likе a [?], yeah, yeah
Fuck Gucci, but my money American, yeah
Yeah, I'm in the club with the fye (Fye)
Poppin' my shit and they bite, yeah
I got some shit to say that I shouldn't say, I’m not gonna lie
No way 'bout my paper, they tryna get paid, then stay in the line
Yeah, buddy, he's not [?], I do not like playin' pretend
I don't interrupt when I run for the bands, I got reasons why I cannot make no amends
I like to feel with the helmet like I'm ready for war, yeah, strap
Everything fully equipped like a maze, bitch, I'm ready for more
Lo-lo-lock that boy inside a cage, yeah, he can't find the door
'Bout hunnids-'bout hunnids, pay me, yeah, pay me more
But I know the more they pay me, they gonna start hatin' more