My bank account, tellin me to calm The billboards tellin me to down Ha, niggas talkin, let me find out Could give a fuck about bitch Im on now Ha, you the shine is what I do though Bitch, you Im flexin I bought a necklace and a 2 do Monday in the Rolly, Tuesday in the RnB rap niggas, thats just what I do though These niggas is lame, they always complain and the same shit Get all up on twitter, get followers, suckin the same dick Im tired of these niggas, of arguin over the same bitch Niggas like comics, Im wealthy nigga, I aint rich My be up in galleries, a million when I paint bitch Pop records bought me Ferrari, thats a lane switch Switch it up on you niggas my number change up on you niggas, yeah my number changed Hit-boy, all these rappers beats I bought all my clique toys, aint no niggas heat Yeah I cop big noise, aka Im TNT I that shit up, get up Cause boy you get rid of Dont fuck with my old bitch, its a bad fur Every industry nigga had her Trick or treat like a just to smash her Bitches breaking codes, but Im the Now its time for niggas to shut down shit If you yappin in the club then you They say he trippin, on some greyhound He didnt listen, now he listening to the bitch Put him out, hes With all the on his chest, he barely breathin Like its out, he took a beatin on his chest, holding his heart, pledge of allegiance Damn, his bitch cold, need a Took em shopping, bought em pair of shoes Ha, Im a ass nigga, fuck you!