I'm right here so what you wanna do?
Should I stack it, should I spend it yeah
I don't know what to choose
Don't need thirteen hundred ima just refund the shoes
Count it with my eyes closed cause it's all blues
I done did this on my own so why would it be all on you
They see me winning it ain't fair
That's my bad I just can't share
Look where we was at before like how we get up here?
I can't see the bullshit through the tinted Cartiers
They can't believe all this progression we done made up in a year
Sometimes all you need is yourself
No I did not need no help

I got a bitch with me she on the side
Bentley Bentayga with leather inside
Telling the truth but they think that I lie
Never gon sell out and cover my eye
She love to see me she hate saying bye
Want me to wife her I said I cannot
Why would I ever put trust in a thot
That's why my wallet the color of the sky

Your shot not going in, I gotta throw the assist
I just pulled up in a Audi, this ain't a Bimmer or Benz
You ain't heard what I said, drop top drop dead, downtown with your bitch
They hating and that's how it is
They pointing fingers but I got these pointers my wrist

I know they sick and they know what I do
When I pull up I'm really too down with the shits
I'm riding round downtown with your bitch, I'm as slime as it get, I'm as fly as it get
Bro ride round .45 on his hip
Ima ride with a stick, when I'm driving the whip
Gas to the floor when we driving with slicks
Fuck all the fame yeah we tryna get rich

I'm right here so what you wanna do?
Should I stack it, should I spend it yeah
I don't know what to choose
Don't need thirteen hundred ima just refund the shoes
Count it with my eyes closed cause it's all blues
I done did this on my own so why would it be all on you
They see me winning it ain't fair
That's my bad I just can't share
Look where we was at before like how we get up here?
I can't see the bullshit through the tinted Cartiers

I'm riding round downtown with your bitch
I'm as slime as it get, I'm as fly as it get
Gas to the floor when we driving with slicks
Fuck all the fame yeah we tryna get rich

I got a bitch with me she on the side
Bentley Bentayga with leather inside
Telling the truth but they think that I lie
Never gon sell out and cover my eye
She love to see me she hate saying bye
Want me to wife her I said I cannot
Why would I ever put trust in a thot
That's why my wallet the color of the sky