Oh-no-no-no-no
Oh-oh-oh
Oh
No-no-no
Internet Money, bitch
Yeah, yeah

I feel like an all-star (All-star)
I been ballin' steady tryna win
I ain't givin' up (No, no, no)
A lot of niggas hatin' on me
I don't give a fuck (Oh, oh, oh)
I'ma keep on gettin' that bankroll
run it up (Oh, no-no)
I'ma keep on gettin' that bag
niggas know what's up

And we ain't worried 'bout no niggas
I just be worried 'bout my gang
I told these niggas "Stay in your lane"
And I told my niggas "Stay the same"
And it was a dream, just to double up
And it was a dream, just to fuck it up
Now, she fuck with me
Niggas in my own team wasn't fuckin' with me
Put my middle fingers up
hottest in the city (Yeah)

Walked in the scene, peep my energy
You already seen, now you fuckin' with me
Why you move funny? Why you tryna fuck?
Why you last year wasn't fuckin' with me?
Yeah, baby, you should know, I ain't no dummy
I don't even know, why you playin' with me?
I don't even know, why you playin' like that?
I don't even know, why you playin' so wack?
(Nah)
Nigga, I'm talkin' that cash
and I walked through the Chase
and the bands so fat
(Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah)
Vlone, the Off-White, it's flexin' so bad
I don't wanna talk
you not talkin' 'bout racks
I don't wanna talk
you not talkin' 'bout stacks
Your shawty on me and that bitch, she so bad
I had to dub her, I'm like "Shawty, my bad"
Bad, bad, bad

I feel like an all-star (All-star)
I been ballin' steady tryna win
I ain't givin' up (No, no, no)
A lot of niggas hatin' on me
I don't give a fuck (Oh, oh, oh)
I'ma keep on gettin' that bankroll
run it up (Oh, no-no)
I'ma keep on gettin' that bag
niggas know what's up

And we ain't worried 'bout no niggas
I just be worried 'bout my gang
I told these niggas "Stay in your lane"
And I told my niggas "Stay the same"
And it was a dream, just to double up
And it was a dream, just to fuck it up
Now, she fuck with me
Niggas in my own team wasn't fuckin' with me
Put my middle fingers up
hottest in the city (Yeah)

Shawty up on me, she feelin' the water
my wrist, yeah
Keep her from 'round me, you know
I'm finna slaughter your bitch, woah
She want the money and she see
a young nigga rich, yeah
Straight from the trenches
but now all my money legit, woah
Took us a while
but now both of my wrist is just bust down
She in love with the style
Fell in love with the money, can't go down
Swear, it took us a while
I done made it so far, they be like "How? "
I can't ever go down
I can't ever go down, down, down

I feel like an all-star (All-star)
I been ballin' steady tryna win
I ain't givin' up (No, no, no)
A lot of niggas hatin' on me
I don't give a fuck (Oh, oh, oh)
I'ma keep on gettin' that bankroll
run it up (Oh, no-no)
I'ma keep on gettin' that bag
niggas know what's up

And we ain't worried 'bout no niggas
I just be worried 'bout my gang
I told these niggas "Stay in your lane"
And I told my niggas "Stay the same"
And it was a dream, just to double up
And it was a dream, just to fuck it up
Now, she fuck with me
Niggas in my own team wasn't fuckin' with me
Put my middle fingers up
hottest in the city (Yeah)

Brrt, bop
Oh-oh, yeah
Oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh
Oh, woah