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