Uh huh
Uh huh
Uh huh
I got four checks bigger than your fake roll
F*ckin' scared of me so bad, you got your fake bro
F*ckin' missed the shot, yo ass out of ammo
Pockets full, I f*ckin' stuffed designer cargo
Why you typing like you know how f*cking far I'll go?
Bitch, it's raining tree, throw on f*cking ponchos
Perc in my soda, I f*cking swallow
Yeah, f*cking drown in blues, bitch live in a condo
Bitch, yeah, you talk to me, I'll forget your face tomorrow
F*cking call me Pillsbury, way I'm wrapped in dough
Yeah, we driving Hawks, f*ckin' burn the road
All your f*cking shoppin' messing up my cash flow
Uh huh
I got four checks bigger than your fake roll
F*ckin' scared of me so bad, you got your fake bro
F*ckin' missed the shot, yo ass out of ammo
Pockets full, I f*ckin' stuffed designer cargo