Yeah, my money big body, my money Tonka
No, I dont need you, I really dont want you damn, Trgc made that?
My money be twerkin, my money do dances whoa
Yeah, shut up
I already heard you, I dont wanna answer
You ruin everything you touch, you a cancer yeah, yeah
Yeah, Im on the side where we win, no
You not that guy cause Im him, yeah
I ride that big body right out the lot, its a GLE, came with a tint
I dont wanna hear none of the shit that you
Sayin, you cap out your chinny-chin-chin none
Im rockin the latest designer,
The finest of fur, thats that chinchilla skin yeah
They tryna copy the wave and I told
Them they cant even surf a wave on it, yeah
They steady been copying my sound,
They some birds, they a parrot if Im being honest, yeah
Why you been cappin bout your whole life? Yeah
How is you rappin bout a whole lie? How?
How you stay rappin bout these damn drugs
You aint ever tried once your whole life? Cap
Yeah, these kids is some
Motherfuckin burgers, Im callin them Five Guys
Yeah, these kids frier than a grease ball,
Yeah, he fried-fried yeah, he fried-fried
I just pulled up in that Bentley, that bitch got them frog eyes
They tryna bite the swag but they bitches biting our dicks
I count every time she sucked me up,
This a hundred and sixty licks whoa
Cant even count the songs I made in a
Month, thats a hundred and sixty hits yeah
They say, Yeat,
You keep on evolving, how you so steady with it? Whoa
They say, Yeat,
How your pockets swollen? You gotta show me that shit whoa
Bout to tell you how Im doin and shit
I got the devil on my phone, he told me, keep doin this shit
Yeah, devil taught me how to get rich
Yeah, how many bands? Six-six
Twizz in a minivan, couple of big sticks
Bitch bout to ride me like she on a RipStik
Yeah, they said,
Whats that red on your chest?
I told em, thats your bitch lipstick
Yeah, I pulled up in a Tonka and a helicopter, Im goin nuts
Yeah, I had a 50 band and I turned it to a honeybun
Didnt even need to go sign me a deal for
These flawless diamonds, bitch, Im already up
I got a lil thotty,
That bitch is the baddest, she up in that coupe on me, suckin me up
Yeah, my money big body, my money Tonka
No, I dont need you, I really dont want you
My money be twerkin, my money do dances whoa
Yeah, shut up
I already heard you, I dont wanna answer
You ruin everything you touch, you a cancer yeah, yeah
Yeah, Im on the side where we win, no
You not that guy cause Im him, yeah
I ride that big body right out the lot, its a GLE, came with a tint
I dont wanna hear none of the shit that you
Sayin, you cap out your chinny-chin-chin none
Im rockin the latest designer,
The finest of fur, thats that chinchilla skin yeah
They tryna copy the wave and I told them
They cant even surf a wave on it, yeah oh
They steady been copying my sound,
They some birds, they a parrot if Im being honest, yeah brr
Why you been cappin bout your whole life? Yeah
How is you rappin bout a whole lie? How?
How you stay rappin bout these damn drugs
You aint ever tried once your whole life? Cap