[Verse] Hurt a bitch by any means my circle tighter than skinny jeans Here you go, here go a diamond ring I'm good, go invest that in bigger things cause that's not me A bitch if I like yo nigga pic Shorty better hurry up with it and block me Before I send him a nude to hang up in his room While I let him hit it like hockey This that real shit, I turned down three deals bitch And I'm still lit, I get it bussing like field trips I pop off, no pill bitch rap hoes wanna steal this I drop greatness, then I let the people tell Then it make more noise than jingle bells I come around they like, "ugh, what's that smell? " Bitch money, oh you broke, you can't tell I forgot, for this to be a intro, it's hot I always got the floor like a mop I'm tired of being alive, but no I'm not Type to make your whole career flop Bitches mad that I stand out With no features or handouts I bring a lot to the table, no record label I'm fucking stable at 19, so don't try it I just give the streets some excitement I made 50k in 50 days while you on Instagram teeth whitening I went from Pb&J to eating five pepper steaks I'm on now, so now they phone work Before you judge bitch do yo' homework I'm the man!
[Outro] We 'bout to get into a fucking classic You might wanna getcho' popcorn for this one It's finna get real
Compositor: Elizabeth Eden Harris (Cupcakke) ECAD: Obra #43574578