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Haha, yeah, I'm going in
Ayy, ayy, look
Pullin' up, range all stuffed
Black on black vans and my gang real tough
We give no fucks, I done lost trust
Been around the world, and your girl that's fucked
That’s a two-seater, wouldn't wanna be ya
Took me to her parents and her mama's just to meet her
I got no clean up , I don't like you either
It’s all good I got heaters, sheesh
God damn, bitches on cam
Took a few L's but it turn me to a man
God damn
Packed out, hunnid thousand fans
Took her to a show and then I turn her to a stan
I'm a big boss, diamonds on my wristwatch
Rich talk, I ain't with that bitch talk
Kick rocks, hunnids in a ziplock
Drip drop, Fendi on my flipflops
In the 305 getting mucky
I just called an uber out to 1-800 Lucky
She had a pill, said her stomach feeling yucky
Shawty back in Boston hit my phone she wanna fuck me
Okay, I do this all day
Sitting jet blue while they fly me to the bay
Party for the night and then I'm leaving in the day
Make a rack in August then I spend it all in May, uhh
All black fit, rocking clean shit
Whole squad hot box the whip like a steam shit
Accountant hit my phone, he like "Hey, Matt did you see this?"
Sorry, I been caught up on the beach bitch, damn
God damn, bitches on cam
Took a few L's but it turn me to a man
God damn
Packed out, hunnid thousand fans
Took her to a show and then I turn her to a stan
I'm a big boss, diamonds on my wristwatch
Rich talk, I ain't with that bitch talk
Kick rocks, hunnids in a ziplock
Drip drop, Fendi on my flipflops
I woke up and made a coffee, how I really get this working?
How I make a million people click my songs and say it’s worth it
'Specially I’m indepdendent, only person is myself
Only brain behind the action, only stories I could tell
Fuck it, I got all the sauce
At least that’s what they tell me, ain’t nobody got a motherfucking thing that they could sell me
Only dollars and a dream
Built the whole team
Only dollars to my name Is what I put into the dream
Motherfucker, whaddup?
God damn, bitches on cam
Took a few L's but it turn me to a man
God damn
Packed out, hunnid thousand fans
Took her to a show and then I turn her to a stan
I'm a big boss, diamonds on my wristwatch
Rich talk, I ain't with that bitch talk
Kick rocks, hunnids in a ziplock
Drip drop, Fendi on my flipflops
Written by: Matthew Corman