| Yeah |
| Yeah I’m armed &dangerous |
| We make niggas famous |
| Bitches lose they mind and start undressing when we show up places |
| Don’t talk too much bae, just get naked |
| You smellin' good, I like your fragrance |
| And got some braces, I just copped her a diamond anklet |
| On Pluto, this shit taste amazing |
| I count up racks, I’m calculated |
| Niggas touch my hair up on my head his ass deceased |
| I told cuz go get the ladies cause they just customized my seats |
| I could never sell my soul |
| No bitch my spirit ain’t for sale |
| Try and leave me and I swear it’s going to be an epic fail |
| He wanted smoke and got impaled |
| She want the D, I could tell |
| She rock Balenci and Chanel |
| I rock this blicky if he act stupid |
| Either way I’m havin' M’s |
| You think I give a fuck about music |
| On lung candy this shit therapeutic |
| I turn my phone off hit the studio I’m rappin' |
| I put in work this shit was gruelin' |
| She talk me down that shit was soothin' |
| I appreciate it I really needed that |
| No way she smart, her ass was fat |
| That gem right there |
| I had sauce they wasn’t tryin' to grasp it |
| They broke as shit, they anti-vaxxin |
| My life is real, no animation |
| All them long nights was excruciating |
| I’m livin' like Pablo |
| I feel like El Chapo |
| TR red seats |
| Black and red like El Dorado |
| Lil mama tryna push up on me, have a lil come up |
| Catch a sale, Jaylen Watson |
| Ain’t exotic, that shit was off |
| I could never get on my knees and beg and grovel |
| Pick one we can shoot or squabble |
| That blick make niggas get up off me |
| Scammin' in some off white |
| It’s BC life or no life |