I done ran up a check, now I'm the one bitches chase after
All these chains on my neck, I'm not a slave, I own my masters
I got that bread and stacked it up
It get put on your head, might start whackin' stuff
I got her head and fell in love
She eat up that dick, ain't no lettin' up
This is not a Corvette, my Aventador go way faster
I could flex on my ex, it ain't hard to see my new bitch badder
I got 'em hatin' that I leveled up
But I'm rich, so no, I do not give a fuck
Everywhere that I step, it's a pistol tucked
Send one of your niggas to get wet up

Got the game in a lock and I won't let up
Now I'm fresh out the box and got rich as fuck
Pockets all got a knot, bought the Lamb' off the lot
Might fuck around and go buy the Bentley truck
Had to grow up real rough, times used to be tough
But them niggas still hate how I live it up
I was posted in the cut, we ain't on it, lil' luck
'Til I got off my ass and ran it up
Had to get off my ass and go get it
Lil' nigga but I got big digits
If it come down to beef, I'm with it
You can die 'bout a tweet, boy you silly
You can't say shit about me, I got a milli'
Whenever I go, my family gon' get it
Can never trip 'bout a ho, soon I hit it, I quit it
Can't be in love, sorry bae, I admit it
Full off them drugs, so the pain, I don't feel it
My bitch real bad, I be fuckin' on a menace
She can give me head while I drive, I can wreck, this ain't rented
I'ma God so my windows five-percent tinted
Screamin' "Free Yak," pourin' shots of the Henny
All these free bands, got a custom the Benzy
Grown man gossip, 'bout to kill that nigga runnin'
Can't fuck with niggas, no, Jack not friendly

I done ran up a check, now I'm the one bitches chase after
All these chains on my neck, I'm not a slave, I own my masters
I got that bread and stacked it up
It get put on your head, might start whackin' stuff
I got her head and fell in love
She eat up that dick, ain't no lettin' up
This is not a Corvette, my Aventador go way faster
I could flex on my ex, it ain't hard to see my new bitch badder
I got 'em hatin' that I leveled up
But I'm rich, so no, I do not give a fuck
Everywhere that I step, it's a pistol tucked
Send one of your niggas to get wet up

Copyright: CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Pierre DeLince