Текст песни
Let me clear the air and set the fucking record straight
Ima keep my page open
While you hoes investigate
Ima keep shining
And ima do me
All these fake ass hoes wanna copy
Big bands on me
Man I dare a bitch
To try to size me up
Who the fuck you know out here doing it as big as us
From Atlanta to La in a Jet
Shoutout Ice box
For the ice on my neck
YEAH
Balenci on my feet
Ion mother fucking play that
Went from rose gold to matt black
Just to slay that
Bitch get buck
We gone be where you lay at
Why these broke hoes so jelly
Bitch hit my Telly
Talking reckless
When you know im fucking bout that
Tell that bitch to pull the plug
And give my fucking style back
You talking bout you pimping niggas
When they never call back
WHO they fuck you think you is
Bitch we know you all CAP
Sicka Broke ass bitches always telling mother fucking lies
They keep my name up in they mouth
then try to comprise
Ima chew these bitches up till the death of me
Im finger fucking bitches
Who the fuck got pressure B
I got a Clearer view
Just to get some clarity
These niggas open up
Acting like some fucking
Parodies
Just some mini me's
A bunch of frenemies
All these niggas want some
They Put no fear in me
Im Getting to the money
Yeah im in and out the bank
Savage on my neck
Cuz I do what you hoes cant
2021 my feet up on ya neck
All you rap bitches better speak on that '
Looking at the views
None of you can reach all of that
Im at the top
While you bitches looking up
Pulling up in a brand new