I make them hundreds and lil baby’s cry breaking my back making sure your fly aint explain why anybody mad they may be roasting a tad #drifgang some people say I must be asleep fuck nah I still got my talent it’s worldwide it’s salant I’d like to trade that for that salami more papers I want a copy I used the left up paper for origami kinda hard Playing war I got my pistol I got my card music industry being large kicking it with the sarge making that money because they need to eat they need them cars ————————— Hop in the Bentley truck These homies ain’t get enough 40 watches 20 botched Mask Off On these beats I better pop off Standing on the Golden Gate Bridge Flexing to my haters I bit like alligators Some bots trapnators Packing up al my stuff and getting ready to go to mars I got them scars The OGS love my bars Look at my expensive cars I know just right what’s for the trap Ignore them if all they speak is that cap I just keep the flow for the rap There’s more money coming in Multiple dollar bills I save the fish keep them gills When I go to the parks all I see are them pills 5am at night gives me the chills I better pull back for my will I’ve been popping off with the first line I need to chill what I meant are making the haters cry not actual lil babies