You cheap, cheap, so you freak, freak When you throw up, I just throw up My bitch too pretty, ask her when I'll grow up I don't show up, the dick make her Batman I swear, back then, they ignored us I swear, next time we meet, I'm gon' act like I don't Last year was broken, now this year, they tell me That they ain't ***, they can tell me Y'all hear the click of the jelly I put this dick in the bar This year, I'm about to make my ***in' millions Watch em all get in they feelings Once you be off, you be chillin' I would do a different thing Smashing your bitch at the club, I feel love at the curb Press on my neck, you would think I'm on bourbon Stick to the street, but my money suburban Pardon me while I swerve Real deal, you don't *** with me, meet me in person Give you the look like there's two things I want Wish for a bag and a two-headed blunt Keeping three bitches for company She start to think she ain't loving me, damn This year, I'm about to be mother***in' up This year, I'm about to make way with the opp Bitch, do not stop, this is not pop, this is rock Deuce for my opps Last year was broken, now this year, they tell me That they ain't ***, they can tell me Y'all hear the click of the jelly I put this dick in the bar This year, I'm about to make my ***in' millions Watch em all get in they feelings Once you be off, you be chillin' I would do a different thing Oh, what a feeling, straight to the top I don't know what a selling is Might just have to go to the dealership And cop something, shout out to my pops Whole lotta sauce that I got from em Reminiscing on times we was all youngins In the function late night till the cops come in Back then, there was acting Like we wouldn't be ***, now it's packed in Quit talking like you know me Cause you don't know a thing about Jackman In class, I was zoned out I ain't learn how to multiply fractions I was leaving my backpack at the crib Can't trip now cause the whole bag's in No acting, this is real life Tell me is it wet, is it real tight Can I slide in with my lil' guy I know it's been a minute, but I'm still fly At Derby with a bowtie on like Bill Nye I'm with your girl, she a real vibe We just had a picnic on the hillside That *** was broken, now this year they tell me That they ain't ***, they can tell me Y'all hear the click of the Charlie I put this dick in the belly This year, I'm about to make my ***in' millions Watch em all get in they feelings Once you be off, you be chillin' I would do a different thing Bitches know that we in this But this nigga ain't screamin' *** y'all