Rappers got dope money and xanax, I got a limitless Amex
Gave a plan b to my plan x, but just wait till she see what I got planned next
No bitch I can't even stand next to these hoes strippin' and workin' at Annex
F*ck that bop at 80 River Amber think she what I can't get
Lets start drinkin' hit this penjamin till shit start blinkin'
If we ain't linkin why'd I buy you drinks I'm not trick pimpin
What you thinkin, contract counterfeit these rappers sinkin'
Start a business and next thing you know these bitches linked in
F*ck the taxes all this cash I'd rather smoke and drink it
But if I die I gotta cheat my will like Jada Pinkett
Be for real cause I don't need a deal but you might think it
I want Beckie's Hills but if I twitch then I might jinx it
Kick these bitches out like I'm streamin, only get me if you're dreamin'
You keep seein' night time demons, fight em but never seem to beat em
Know I'm a demon but you a succubus you only suck what you leachin'
Hop in the whip and I sped up like sketch if I stretch out a lyric they'll say that I'm reachin
Rappers got 2 stop flights on spirit, I'm in United Club Business I cleared it
Know by the time that you hear this it was off top I Brittany Speared it
I'm boutta look up the nearest theater to bump my shit right where your ear is
Porn with my ex boutta screen mirror it, snapped her I just premiered it
Good thing I ain't buy you titties, said if I left they both comin' with me
Then you left me on read thats what got trippy
Why we keep beefin like Kendrick and Drizzy
I could keep goin but I gotta move on
I ain't got time to be toxic, Dupont
Too busy gettin twerked on by 2 moms
Imma get lit give a f*ck what you want
When I'm on the right track nothing I can do wrong, every time I write God givin me a new song
But I f*ck it up with the words I glue on now they all stuck on the tape shit too long
Why you keep draggin' it out like Mulan, paintin' me as something but always get proved wrong
I just know imma be a king word to von, I might even get no love tattooed on
I cant trust no one even when I do songs I just tell em sent that shit put the verse on
Then I hit the show spit it out turn the birds on, I still pulled with a Breckie Hill shirt on
I just like the curves I never get curved I play em like a daredevil I feel like Murdock
If they find out send em home like Sherlock, hit my ex up ask how I ate her box
Now she got me blocked so I hit her on a word doc
Put her in a box headlock gettin curb stomped
Send her back walking with a limp watch her bop
In a car barely even made it back to her block I'm too toxic