[Intro]
Ooh, EXACTLY

[Verse: Punchmade Dev]
I'm scared to show my face in the mall because I punched it out (Punch, punch)
I want a bunch of credit cards, you want a bunch of clout
I got seven members hittin' banks, they on different routes
I dropped a fake ID on the floor and they kicked me out
I'm a king, when I die, I'm gon' get mummified
I would've never died in Buffalo, I'd bring the gun inside
If you died, you're a fucking bot
If you die in a school shooting, you're a fuckin' bot
Why the fuck did you sit there?
I hate Lexington, but I can't lie, I got rich herе
Flood the city with them fake pills, hit a lick hеre
With Percs, Xanny bars and ecstasies, I had a big year
I feel bad 'cause half of them pills had Fentanyl
Sike, a few people died, I don't care at all
Don't be surprised, I'll scam a retard, I need it all (Give me that)
Cut this bitch off, she caught cancer and she went bald
It is what it is
Put some money on your head, they gon' spin, split a wig (Come here)
Walmart was finna close, I had to punch for the win (Punch, punch)
Senior year, I was slappin', I had a bunch of them bins
Told myself, when I get rich, I'ma stay humble
But that ain't last long, I had to up a couple
I should stop flexin' on the 'Gram to keep me out of trouble
I know the feds lookin' at my 'Gram like we on to somethin' (I don't care)
But I ain't worried 'bout it, I ain't leave a trail
I ain't trippin', I could pay a quarter million dollar bail
I'ma say I'm from the suburbs, I don't belong in cells
Watch me get out the same day and I won't have to tell