No Point

I know they mad, these **** livin'

I know they envy

I can see that shit so vivid

Woo! (Get it)

No point intended

I just made a quarter milly

(Get it, get it)

(Mm-hm, mm-hm)

Invested in me, shit

(Woo, woo, woo, ah!)

I worked so hard to get it

(Mm-hm)

Got tunnel vision

They won't knock me off my pivot

(Get it, get it, get it, get it)

(Mm-hm, mm-hm)

They penny pinchin'

(Woo, woo, woo)

I can tell they barely gettin' it

(Mm-hm)

I know they envy

I can see that shit so vivid

(Oh, ya)

(Mm-hm, mm-hm)

I'm poppin' shit, I got 'em mad

(Oh ya, ya)

These **** livin'

(Mm-hm)

No dish detergent

They so washed up like some dishes

(Mm-hm, mm-hm)

Don't guess they pretty

(Woo)

I'ma wake up and go get it

Came from trappin', ****

Having like I'm scammin' (S-work)

My bitch so classy

Ass so fat, don't need no panties (God)

The plug didn't show no love

We ran off, he was taxin' (Aye)

I fuck her on the floor

I put racks in that mattress (Yeah)

(Snatch that, snatch that, snatch that)

And my bitch a diva, aye (Yeah)

She bad like a cheetah, aye (Ya)

And she mad I just beat her, ay (Oh ya)

In that pussy like Tina, aye (Oh ya)

Came from whipping up Tina, ay (Oh ya)

Get you pressed like a Kleenex, ay (Ay ya)

They dig my demeanor, hey (Hey)

(Get it)

My bitch got a bag, come from Birkins (Oh ay)

These ain't tinted lil' ****, these curtains (Hey)

I ain't fuck with you when I was hurtin' (Oh ay)

So, I don't fuck with you when I be splurgin' (Oh ya)

Where the fuck was you when I was lurkin'? (Ay, ay)

Could've been doing numbers like jersey (That fever)

Got my feet on they neck, show no mercy (Ay, ay)

Bitch, don't tell me my shirt made in Persia (Woo!)

(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)

Sorry no, sorry no apology

She give me head like she acknowledge me

(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)

I know my mama so proud of me (Oh ya)

I am so fly like a pilot be (Oh ya)

(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)

(Woo, woo!)

Bitch turned me to a savage (Yeah)

Shoes came handcrafted (Yeah)

AMG, 4Matic (Skrrt!)

No point intended

I just made a quarter milly

(Get it, get it)

(Mm-hm, mm-hm)

Invested in me, shit

(Woo, woo, woo, ah!)

I worked so hard to get it

(Mm-hm)

Got tunnel vision

(Get it, get it, get it, get it)

They won't knock me off my pivot

(Mm-hm, mm-hm)

They penny pinchin'

(Woo, woo, woo!)

I can tell they barely gettin' it

(Mm-hm)

I know they envy

I can see that shit so vivid

(Oh ya)

(Mm-hm, mm-hm)

I'm poppin' shit, I got 'em mad

(Oh ya, ya)

These **** livin'

(Mm-hm)

No dish detergent

They so washed up like some dishes

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

(Mm-hm, mm-hm)

(Woo!)

Don't guess they pretty

I'ma wake up and go get it

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

(Get it)

Soon as I open my eyes

I'm going to get it

(Get it)

This money keep calling

Went to sleep in the trap house

Woke up in a new foreign

(Oh, yeah)

Shows coming in back to back

Swear to god it feel like I'm tourin'

(Woo!)

Label keep on trying to get at me

I don't answer, I just ignore them

(Get it)

Dripping on them **** on a daily basis

(Yeah, yeah)

(Drip, drip)

Givenchy laces, Tom Ford specs

R-E-S-P-E-C-T me

(Yeah)

I'ma die for my respect

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

I'm a young OG from the streets

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

I been going crazy in Givenchy

(Get it)

I been poppin'

(Ah yeah)

Yesterday we had a full shoot out

In the 'partments ('Partments)

The police say they know what I be doin'

They can't stop it

(Stop it)

I told 'em I'm a rapper

(Yeah)

Ain't no trappin', I'm an artist

(Artist)

Hundred racks stuffed inside these Balmain denims

Screaming free all of my dawgs

(Denim)

If they get jammed I come and get 'em

Some of this shit I can't believe

I be like, look at me

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Man this shit was just a dream

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Now, I get twenty racks to speak

Woo! (Get it)

No point intended

I just made a quarter milly

(Get it, get it)

(Mm-hm, mm-hm)

Invested in me, shit

(Woo, woo, woo, ah!)

I worked so hard to get it

(Mm-hm)

Got tunnel vision

(Get it, get it, get it, get it)

They won't knock me off my pivot

(Mm-hm, mm-hm)

They penny pinchin'

I can tell they barely gettin' it

(Woo, woo, woo!)

(Mm-hm)

I know they envy

I can see that shit so vivid

(Oh ya)

(Mm-hm, mm-hm)

Poppin' shit, I got 'em mad

These **** livid

(Oh ya, ya)

(Mm-hm)

No dish detergent

They so washed up like some dishes

(Mm-hm, mm-hm)

(Woo!)

Don't guess they pretty

I'ma wake up and go get it