YG, like I’m tired of this sh*t. You think you on now because you poppin', but I was with you before all this money sh*t, like I need my money. I need my hair done, I need my rent paid, I need all that, like you don’t show me no love. You f*ckin' with these raggedy ass b*tches, I just don’t get it. Like, so you on now?
That’s on the hood, you trippin' b*tch, I’m gone, highroad. I’m really out here though, b*tch. Holla at me. f*ck you!