| So many iPhones like I’m the owner of a company |
| Using the same method, hope they don’t catch onto me suddenly |
| Seem like every time I go and try to swipe, get put in custody |
| That’s why I ain’t takin' my black ass back to Kentucky |
| Spending money on these upgrades, I’m a smart computer junkie |
| The reason I didn’t wanna fuck that bitch; she was musty |
| But I fucked her friend back of the classroom in social studies |
| Gotta wake up early for these bank plays cause it’s Monday |
| I ain’t tryna get noticed so we slidin' in the Chevrolet |
| I just hit a jug for 6000, time to celebrate |
| Somehow I got a weed plug from one of my random jail inmates |
| They was hatin' on me, ended up passing all my classmates |
| Wanted to fuck so bad, this bitch raped me in the classroom |
| He ain’t have to work, this boy grew up with a silver spoon |
| Bumped my own credit up and got some phones |
| Bout to slap this nigga on the plane, boy I need elbow room |
| I just took my bitch out on a date, then on a honeymoon |
| Just slapped the fuck out of a sweet ass nigga, he’s a honeybun |
| Then I fucked a MILF and lied to her like I’m 21 |
| She ain’t want shit but some food, it costed 21 dollars |
| I was always good at math, I was never good at physics |
| Think that boy got a disease, he ain’t been to the clinic |
| Just jumped my lil brother, I think he been skippin' school |
| I ain’t got no time for bitches, money put me in the mood |
| This fraud shit changed my life, I’m gettin' a credit card tattoo |
| This lil bitch blowin' me up man, I think she a groupie |
| How you tryna flex, lil nigga? You in a hoopti |
| I just spent a nigga’s life savings in Gucci |
| Just walked in the bank in black forces and a hoodie |
| I just got 90 iPhones outta Missouri |
| Pop 'em in the leg, now he bleeding out severely |
| I talk this fraud shit for my niggas who feel it spiritually |