I Did It

That's what you heard?

Alright, ****, you seen me call you, ****

No, you didn't, bruh

Know you seen me callin', boy, stop playin'

You ain't call me, pussy

You ain't call me, bruh, don't do me like that, bruh

For real, bruh

If a **** with me, I got a hundred thousand they gon' rock for

Huh, whew, uh, huh

Huh, I'm still showin' y'all **** how to make that cheese and shoot that shit

Huh, showin' these industry rappers there's still gangsters around this bitch

The hood was dry, I got that check and upgraded all the sticks

Huh, know you heard of me, I'm the young **** that get your shooter hit

Three hundred thousand in the bag, won't post it

Huh, come through, pussy, I'm posted

I ain't gotta ask no **** for shit

Millionaire Fox, pussy, I'm loaded

I ain't got gotta ask no **** for shit

Eight cars in my name, I'm loaded

I ain't gotta pay for no fuckin' security, my whole block on my shoulders

'Member smokin' and freestylin' with my ****, now I'm fuckin' global

Huh, **** laughed at me, look at me now, shit, I told him

Huh, four hundred on ice, I did, let's do it

Bought some more ice, I did it

Huh, changed my mama's, and helped my ****'s fuckin' life, I did it

Every time I look in the mirror, I'm like, "Yeah, I did it" (yeah, I did it)

Every time I look at my wrist, I'm like, "Yeah, I did it" (yeah, I did it)

Every time I look at my bitch, I'm like, "Yeah, I did it" (Sosa baby)

Every time I look at my whips, I'm like, "Yeah, I did it" (yeah, I did it)

Now I'm voice of the trenches, uh

We ain't savin' bitches, uh

Thousand eight grams in the pot, yeah, I just raised the chicken (yeah, I just raised the chicken)

I'ma shoot my fuckin' clip, 'til Jayson Tatum in it ('til Jayson Tatum in it)

And I just broke the bank (I just broke the bank)

I need another safe (I need another safe)

Hrrt, walk him down, he need another face (he need another face)

Did three shows back-to-back, I made like 90K (made like 90K)

Real cash getter (real cash getter), motion havin' ass **** (motion-havin' ass ****)

I'm a Rick Owen wearin', Maybach drivin' ass **** (Maybach drivin' ass ****)

A hundred grand nights (a hundred grand nights), first class flights (first class flights)

Went and bought my own shit, this ain't my man ice (this ain't my man ice)

And I just stopped at Citizen's, picked one-fifty up (picked one-fifty up)

You wan' describe me in four words? Sosa rich as fuck (Sosa rich as fuck)

Left pocket, right pocket, shit on Fat Joe (shit on Fat Joe)

When you pull up, Maybach truck, she won't tell you no (she won't tell you no)

Uh-huh, always keep that flame, Sosa Hellboy (Sosa Hellboy)

Biggest house on my block, Uncle Elroy

Huh, whew, uh, huh

Huh, I'm still showin' y'all **** how to make that cheese and shoot that shit

Huh, showin' these industry rappers there's still gangsters around this bitch

The hood was dry, I got that check and upgraded all the sticks

Huh, know you heard of me, I'm the young **** that get your shooter hit

Three hundred thousand in the bag, won't post it

Huh, come through, pussy, I'm posted

I ain't gotta ask no **** for shit

Millionaire Fox, pussy, I'm loaded

I ain't got gotta ask no **** for shit

Eight cars in my name, I'm loaded

I ain't gotta pay for no fuckin' security, my whole block on my shoulders