I'm like a hero in my hood, but I ain't into wearing cakeAnd what I do is from my heart, so I ain't into getting praisedThis hoe from Paris staring at my eyes, I know she wanna taste a bitScrewing up her face all night, just to end up facing itFace the facts, you do this all the time, so you don't mind if I don't double backShe want my era hat and said she's mine, that's a double countBut I just play the game, I let her run with thatNot in 1942, but in the club I keep them coming* the keys, just push the button, put my foot down, then I'm cuttingTurn the corner, seats are hugging me like I don't need a bitchSpent two quid on this designer, bag is tryna send me cribLike my mum did when she found out I was OT selling bitsAnd I don't ever go on dates, cause all this drip just make them dripAnd how the * I make you sick, but you're still choking to your sickShe told me every time I slip, it's gonna cost me like a jibWait, does that make me a sim? Lord, forgive me for my sinsIf you ever went and built a banging phone, then put your hands upEver helped her niggas when they're low, then put your hands upEver hopped in dingers with that pole, then put your hands upEver been so broke, you're like, I gotta run these bands upI told Shorty, put her ass up, and then she put her face downTalking all that demon * on Snap, but she can't take roundsNow you got me deep and you're a catfish* me is an investment, so I covered it with plasticI'm like a hero in my hood, but I ain't into wearing cakesAnd what I do is from my heart, so I ain't into getting praisedThis hoe from Paris staring at my eyes, I know she wanna taste a bitScrewing up her face all night, just to end up facing itFace the facts, you do this all the time, so you don't mind if I don't double bangShe wore my era hat and said she's mine, that's a double camBut I just play the game, I let her run with itNot in 1942, but in the club, I keep them comingBut I just play the game, I let her run with it