(Hitmaka)

And I come from where they have no pot to piss in
M-m-milli with no ice, I'm out here rockin' Richard's
Birkin, YSL, my ho can't tell the difference (haan)
And you gon' have to die, I catch you in my business
Thirty racks at Neiman's, my bitch bad, she gotta have it
Hellcat or the Demon, hop out with that go-go gadget
VVS, these no SIs, you can't tell the difference
And you gon' have to die, I catch you in my business

I done floss so much I gotta see the dentist
Bitch thinks she's Serena, all the ice is tennis
And check my face card, nigga, it ain't got no blemish
And fuck niggas get blitzed at the line of scrimmage
Lambo truck is for the bitches, I Bugatti whip it
33 M's on my bullshit, I'm Scottie Pippen
Tried to put me in a box, had to Roddy Ricch it
Penthouse up in the sky, made it out the trenches

And I left that ho alone
I gave the city back their thots, hope they made it home, yeah
I just covered up my heart with chrome (haan)
Screamin' free my niggas 'til they home (free Max)
That's just how I'm livin' (haan)

And I come from where they have no pot to piss in
M-m-milli with no ice, I'm out here rockin' Richard's
Birkin, YSL, my ho can't tell the difference (haan)
And you gon' have to die, I catch you in my business
Thirty racks at Neiman's, my bitch bad, she gotta have it
Hellcat or the Demon, hop out with that go-go gadget
VVS, these no SIs, you can't tell the difference
And you gon' have to die, I catch you in my business

She was geekin' for attention, gave her to the streets
Necklace cost your pension, we hop out in fleets
Take the what and leave the what, all us gotta eat
See me out in public, I look like a sheikh
Niggas swear that they was gangtsa, we play for keeps
That's a rental, not a purchase, boy, go pay your lease
Say the richest in the room probably say the least
Well, I ain't got nothin' to say, he better check receipts

Ridin' in the coupe with a bitch that barely eat
She think she unique
I just left her in the sheets (haan)
And they out to rob us, so I'm trappin'
You know I keep the heat
Brought up in the trenches
Boy, don't make me reach, haan

And I come from where they have no pot to piss in
M-m-milli with no ice, I'm out here rockin' Richard's
Birkin, YSL, my ho can't tell the difference (haan)
And you gon' have to die, I catch you in my business
Thirty racks at Neiman's, my bitch bad, she gotta have it
Hellcat or the Demon, hop out with that go-go gadget
VVS, these no SIs, you can't tell the difference
And you gon' have to die, I catch you in my business

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Writer(s): Bryan Attmore, Christopher James Ward, Karim Kharbouch, Tee Romano