[Intro]
Grahh, Get Money, Bizzy, haha

[Verse 1]
Look, I said let’s get straight to it
I done fuck on bitches friends and had them hoes going through it
Put my heart inside a box can't have a bitch make me look stupid (at all)
If a bitch wanna be petty, I’m like OK then let’s do it (let's start it up then)
Yeah, I think I’m just misunderstood, like
Can’t a bitch talk shit about me, I get money, I feel good, (what else)
And I put on for the hood (what else)
Wear my jewelry around killers n***a, I don't think you could
Give you a gun and tell you shoot it n***a, I don't think you would
For real what the fuck is up?
Why these n***as out here talkin’ like they really touching us?
Trappin’ in the winter just so I can fuck the summer up
Putting weight to get this money up
My bitch insecure I’m ‘bout to pay to get her tummy tucked
N***as get to scrambling, we sliding when it's sunny up
For cheese we do him greazy
N***as know my body bitch, I'm heavy on the Sleezy
I do it for the trenches cuz I know them n***as need me
Trappin’ is a habit n***a that was my first strategy
I’m outside getting money I don't know why this bitch mad at me
All I think about is money, all she think about is bitches
All she think about is hoes, all I think about is chicken
She must want me broke and in her face cuz I do not get it
Imma put the money first, then I put the bitch second
She all on my phone like (who dis) I'm like keep guessing
And they know my body bitch I’m outside with a big weapon
Yeah You know I’m Dior steppin’ or I got the forces on
Polo Tee & Polo drawers you know I keep the horses on
Pop out in an all-red fit look like the Source Awards
Pop out with a bitch that these n***as never saw before
I done spent 5K on a fit I never wore before
I ain't crying over spilled milk, n***a I lost before
Now a n***a winning now, you know I be grinning now
I was just in orange jumpers skippin' n***as for the chow
Why you n***as playing ‘round, you tough n***a say it loud
I ain’t gotta make a sound, I feel a way I’m spraying rounds
Act like you legally blind, P.O.P, hold it down
Used to open up for n***as, now I'm doing Rolling Loud
Bitch I feel litter than ever, but I’m still working
Shorty thought she had a come-up, SIKE that bitch still twerking
How she tryna finesse me, I finesse bitches
Shorty tryna stress me, I used to stress bitches
Why she tryna play with my body like I ain’t G man
Fucked a lotta n***as bitches but I keep it P man
Shorty light skin, brown skin, butter pecan
Kissing on her body, I just fuck her on the weekend
She twist up her fingers when she with me I’m the Sleeze, man
(I was bout to go crazy)