Danger

Chrome Heart jeans, I'm kind of done with them Amiris

Some would call it crazy, half a ticket on some earrings

Ask for decade, had a plug when I was 16

PTSD, I ain't sleep so I don't got dreams

Two things I ain't running out, this money and this lean

Two things I care about, my family and my team

We was supposed to keep it on the low, but why you scream

Balling like the playoffs, I'm tryna get a ring

Payouts in Miami

Pretty vibes wilding out like they work for Nick Cannon

Tell that bitch to have a seat, I know that she can't stand it

Tell them boys it's fuck 'em all, ain't got no understanding

Legend in my neighborhood for real, free Shannon

Keeping my composure, I'm on chill, I can't panic

They say I wouldn't make it past two years, but I managed to

You supposed to go with how you feel, I'm not mad at you

G-Wagon matte-blue

She gettin' my rocks off, I buy her Goyard

Fuck all the time, I still act like Ion know her

I heard that pressure bursts pipes, I come so hard

Why y'all on my dick? You know that's yo hoe job

Ain't worried 'bout nothing

Everybody they own boss, we all getting this money

Call it what you wanna call it, I'm one of the owners

I could of exposed you, brodie, but I ain't gon' talk about it

I was in the trap too, I fucked up my sack too

Most of that shit cap, can't go for that, you say it's facts, prove it

Plug had us on a stand still but now we back movin'

They thought they was winning 'til I entered now they back losing

Brodie in prison on an iPhone getting tattooed

I don't know who told you to come for me, that's a bad move

I ain't in no space for no company, I'm in a bad mood

Only thing I gotta abide by is the cash rules

If you think I ain't running this money up, you a damn fool

Trying to count my pocket, my networth ain't on no damn Google

Fifty million dollars in a year, if I'm lying, shoot me

Five hundred thousand every show, I'm on my grind, stupid

I been fucking her and her best friend, I put 'em in a group text

They done made you mad, get in your bag, that's how you pose to do that

Everybody got a hunnid guns, they know where not to shoot at

I'ma get this guap until I'm done, bro, I can promise you that

I was on the block when shit was lit for real, where the fuck was you at?

Never drop no salt then hit a bitch for real, bro, we don't do that

We the ones that really out here pushing, bro, I thought you knew that

Come through in that wassaname, everybody look like, who dat

She gettin' my rocks off, I buy her Goyard

Fuck all the time, I still act like Ion know her

I heard that pressure bursts pipes, I come so hard

Why y'all on my dick, you know that's yo hoe job

Ain't worried 'bout nothing

Everybody they own boss, we all getting this money

Call it what you wanna call it, I'm one of the owners

I could of exposed you, brodie

But ain't gon talk about it