[Intro]
Tort on the beat

[Chorus]
Yeah, he bought her Gucci, I'm finna go buy her a burkin
Spoilin' women and takin' them shoppin'
I'm trippin', I cut off a bitch and return it
DDG poppin', these n***as gon' hear when I drop it
They sayin', I'm hot as a furnace
I want a grammy, I been in the studio snappin'
I feel like I really deserve it (Huh)
I can't come to the phone, 'cause I'm busy, I really be workin'
Give me a second, I'm busy, just leave me a message
Don't hit me unless it is urgent
When I be stressin', this blunt that I smoke is my blessin'
I chill out as soon as I burn it
I want a Maybach and hired a motherfuckin' driver
This motherfucker came with the curtains

[Verse 1]
Yeah, I came from the trenches and now I be livin' in luxury
Why would I beef with you n***as? That's not beneficial
You not on my level, you under me
I got some n***as that doin' them hits for the low
So you better think twice about touchin' me
I put it on in the winter, I'm drippin' the summer
I'm fly like a motherfuckin' bumblebee (Shit)
I know I be flexin', but none of these n***as gon' humble me
It can get lonely when n***as make it to the top
But I'm chillin', I don't want no company (Shit)
I took too many shots in this bitch, now I'm in this bitch stumblin'
Bitch, I want on her to smoke
I ain't runnin' from nothin', that drama and beef should be frontin' me (Huh)
We invated the club, but I Uber her straight to the hills (Yeah)
Boy, that pussy is water, I'm swimmin' that bitch, I got gills (Huh)
I ain't trustin' nobody, 'cause none of these n***as is real (Yeah)
N***as think that I switched, but I'm really the same n***a still
[Chorus]
Yeah, he bought her Gucci, I'm finna go buy her a burkin
Spoilin' women and takin' them shoppin'
I'm trippin', I cut off a bitch and return it
DDG poppin', these n***as gon' hear when I drop it
They sayin', I'm hot as a furnace
I want a grammy, I been in the studio snappin'
I feel like I really deserve it (Huh)
I can't come to the phone, 'cause I'm busy, I really be workin'
Give me a second, I'm busy, just leave me a message
Don't hit me unless it is urgent
When I be stressin', this blunt that I smoke is my blessin'
I chill out as soon as I burn it
I want a Maybach and hired a motherfuckin' driver
This motherfucker came with the curtains

[Verse 2]
Yeah, I seen him on the internet, I ain't even know he can rap (Yeah)
But this shit ain't for play, you can go ahead and look at the stats
Quarter billion in the streets, you want some lil' n***a you know I got all of the racks
I get bored with the music, I'm probly' gonna start me a business and probly' go act (Yeah)
I get bored with the music, I'm probly' gonna star in a movie
Man, I can't even cap, since I start gettin' money, I started actin' motherfuckin' bougie (Huh)
She a 10 in her face, but she ain't got no motherfuckin' booty
I get tired of the talkin', I like how you walkin'
I'm tryna get all in that coochie (Yeah)
I ain't trustin' security, n***a I'm keepin' it tucked (Yeah)
I ain't fightin' nobody, my n***a we never gon' touch
They be talkin' they rappers, so I gotta move a little different, I gotta adjust
I ain't trustin' no n***a, I ain't trustin' no bitches
I only be trustin' my gut (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Yeah, he bought her Gucci, I'm finna go buy her a burkin
Spoilin' women and takin' them shoppin'
I'm trippin', I cut off a bitch and return it
DDG poppin', these n***as gon' hear when I drop it
They sayin', I'm hot as a furnace
I want a grammy, I been in the studio snappin'
I feel like I really deserve it (Huh)
I can't come to the phone, 'cause I'm busy, I really be workin'
Give me a second, I'm busy, just leave me a message
Don't hit me unless it is urgent
When I be stressin', this blunt that I smoke is my blessin'
I chill out as soon as I burn it
I want a Maybach and hired a motherfuckin' driver
This motherfucker came with the curtains (Skrrt)