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