Huh
Yeah
Uh-huh
Huh
They say"yit you famous, boy"
That's what I say when I look in the mirror
Look at this bag that I'm gettin
Got me a car with a whole lotta merit
Got so much bread lookin' like Jimmy
Difference is I wouldn't share it
Seen these broke bitches hatin' my flow
Shut up bitch I cannot bear it
They beggin' for more
They dyin' to hear when I step out the booth, huh
You can hear it on tour
Hearin' it's bad, let me tell you the truth, huh
They thinkin' I stop
I'm not even prime and I still in my youth, huh
I'm hittin' home runs, bitch, you boutta bunt
G-O-A-T, you can call me Babe Ruth
I booted it up
I ain't even got any batteries yet
My bank just called
They tellin' me I got yo salary in
That's just today
They throwin' dirt on my name
But they cannot say to my face
You talkin' all that shit
Lil bitch, stay in your place
So much paper on me
You could probably write a book
I reel 'em all like fishes
Yeah I got them on a hook
I got too many digits
I just went and bought the bank
I got so many blue bills
I just friends with Benjamin Frank, huh
Tie a key to me
I give you electricity, huh
Rapper on the side
A student first
I learned that shit in history
Huh, That's consistency
No, this is not a mystery
They askin' how I'm makin' bread
I told them I don't know, I just 15
They say"yit you famous, boy"
That's what I say when I look in the mirror
Look at this bag that I'm gettin
Got me a car with a whole lotta merit
Got so much bread lookin' like Jimmy
Difference is I wouldn't share it
Seen these broke bitches hatin' my flow
Shut up bitch I cannot bear it
They beggin' for more
They dyin' to hear when I step out the booth, huh
You can hear it on tour
Hearin' it's bad, let me tell you the truth, huh
They thinkin' I stop
I'm not even prime and I still in my youth, huh
I'm hittin' home runs, bitch, you boutta bunt
G-O-A-T, you can call me Babe Ruth