[Chorus: Vic Sage]
Tryna play me, they ain't know no better
Purp on me, you can call me Chris Webber
Brand new whip with the brand new leather
Dishin' out, make plays so they all look jealous

[Verse 1: Vic Sage]
Oh my God, now they all look jealous
Brand new drip, hope they all got umbrellas
Y'all don't fit in, call them all Cinderellas
And I heard your last shit, dog, you can do better
You ain't got shit on me, homie, that's facts
I just bought a new crib, I buy another for the tax
We ain't in the same league, we ain't in the same bracks
I ain't make the joint yet, they already know it slaps (Oof)
Now I need the dollars
Got a new girl and she look like Madonna
Found a new flow and it's hot like the sauna
Buyin' these stocks, I don't care 'bout designer

[Chorus: Vic Sage]
Tryna play me, they ain't know no better
Purp on me, you can call me Chris Webber
Brand new whip with the brand new leather
Dishin' out, make plays so they all look jealous
Tryna play me, they ain't know no better
Purp on me, you can call me Chris Webber
Brand new whip with the brand new leather
Dishin' out, make plays so they all look jealous
[Verse 2: Ollie Joseph]
Yeah, stayin' high with the mates, tippin' wine to the face
Strauss hit me from the door, "It's a line out the place"
I'm at home in the mitten, I got ties in LA
I prolly pull a packed crowd in a flyover state
Lies spread quicker than the truth (Than the truth)
If you always talkin' 'bout me, they know more about you (That's fact)
Worry 'bout yourself, the rest will fall in place (Fall in place)
If they don't pay me to respond, then I gotta walk away (Fuck y'all)
BnB, elevation high, layin' low (Way up)
I'm with a ten who's down to fuck and cook me shit I got from Trader Joe's
Say they makin' moves but we makin' more
I stay in the zone, y'all just stayin' broke, way to go

[Chorus: Vic Sage]
Tryna play me, they ain't know no better
Purp on me, you can call me Chris Webber
Brand new whip with the brand new leather
Dishin' out, make plays so they all look jealous
Tryna play me, they ain't know no better
Purp on me, you can call me Chris Webber
Brand new whip with the brand new leather
Dishin' out, make plays so they all look jealous

[Verse 3: Packy]
Yeah, Great Lake state and we make waves here
Runnin' the point, I make plays like Shakespeare
Every day, I make it a great year
So every year, I feel like the day's near, yeah
Whole catalog made from my home stu'
Quick scroll through like shopping at Whole Foods
With the fresh produce, my shit is a whole mood
A-E-I, bitch, I don't owe you
Ring-ring-ring, Danny rolled through, scoop
Yates alley-ooped me another gold tooth
Two video shoots, gotta look cute
Get my Brad Coop on, it's a lot of stunt doubles and they—
[Chorus: Vic Sage]
Tryna play me, they ain't know no better
Purp on me, you can call me Chris Webber
Brand new whip with the brand new leather
Dishin' out, make plays so they all look jealous
Tryna play me, they ain't know no better
Purp on me, you can call me Chris Webber
Brand new whip with the brand new leather
Dishin' out, make plays so they all look jealous