Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah Let me tell y’all a story ‘Bout this shorty And she really a dime And she always running through my mind Like, but I really had to let her go Like, all the situations that you put me in I don’t wanna go through anymore Like, I’m a star Had to let her go Noticing I was really going far [Post-Chorus] Got the Rollie, on my left I ain’t playing no games, better comе with respect Like, for lil’ Notti, I’ll go to thе top Like, and for Dotty, I’m sending them shots Like, those my ghetto angels, yeah, I miss y’all a lot I could never do bad for ya' name, I’ma pop, like For ya’ name, I’ma pop, like Grrah-grrah [Verse 1] Like, and I made it No going back to my grandma, I’m famous This the life, that I chose Now I gotta go up and just fuck all the hoes I remember them days I was broke I’m the youngest in charge, now look how they froze Grrah-grrah, boom, like, grrah, grrah Now look how they froze