My account, tellin me to calm down The tellin me to climb down Ha, niggas talkin, let me find out give a fuck about later bitch Im on now Ha, you know the is what I do though Bitch, you know Im flexin I bought a and a 2 do Monday in the Rolly, in the Hublot RnB killin rap niggas, thats just what I do These niggas is lame, they always and doin the same shit Get all up on twitter, tryna get followers, the same dick Im tired of these niggas, tired of arguin the same bitch Niggas funny like comics, Im wealthy nigga, I aint My shit be up in galleries, a million when I paint Pop records me this Ferrari, thats a lane switch Switch it up on you watch my number change Grown up on you niggas, yeah my number Hit-boy, all rappers wasting beats I bought all my clique toys, aint no niggas wasting I cop that big noise, aka Im TNT I blow that up, get up boy you cant get rid of Dont with my old bitch, its like a bad fur Every nigga done had her Trick or treat like a pumpkin just to her Bitches breaking codes, but Im the Now its time for young niggas to down shit If you yappin in the then you surrounded They say he trippin, on some shit He listen, now he listening to the ground bitch Put him out, hes all the sneakers on his chest, he barely breathin Like its out, he took a beatin on his chest, holding his heart, pledge of allegiance Damn, his cold, need a Theraflu Took em shopping, bought em 1500 of shoes Ha, Im a ass nigga, fuck you!