| Hide my hand, hello again |
| Forget all about it, |
| Talk to 'em |
| The people know that I’m him |
| They trust as far as the eye can see 'em |
| I was just trollin' all in her DM (Her DM), been steppin' on shit like Timbs |
| (Come on) |
| Be playin' around with these Ms, why you thinkin' you can’t get killed? |
| Go get a mansion in the hills, and go live life for real (Hey) |
| We could kick back up in that Rolls and go see stars today (Stars) |
| They can’t believe how far I got, they thought I would be a disgrace |
| Throw that switch up on that Glock and watch it ring at your face |
| Don’t need no pad or no pen just to say what I say |
| I brought the street sweeper |
| Nigga goin' Gucci down, do the American Eagle |
| Yeah, everybody eat, every single one of my people |
| Every chain on me on crystal |
| You was hatin' on me, I don’t miss you |
| But I ain’t never turn my back on 'em |
| If we got smoke up in the air, we gon' get that shit cleared |
| And since you thinkin' that you a bear, we’ll skin him for real |
| She want me to put that thing on her, she wanna swing from it |
| She told me to squeeze her tighter if she try to run for me |
| She send a couple shots of Don Julio get her there |
| She told me that she knowin' that I’m a, like, oh, for real? |
| She jump up on the and leave a |
| Any time you need someone to talk to, just know I’m here |
| The people know that I’m him |
| They trust as far as the eye can see 'em |
| I was just trollin' all in her DM (Her DM), been steppin' on shit like Timbs |
| (Come on) |
| Be playin' around with these Ms, why you thinkin' you can’t get killed? |
| Go get a mansion in the hills, and go live life for real (Hey) |
| We could kick back up in that Rolls and go see stars today (Stars) |
| They can’t believe how far I got, they thought I would be a disgrace |
| Throw that switch up on that Glock and watch it ring at your face |
| Don’t need no pad or no pen just to say what I say |