Countin' up the bands while I’m flexin' on these hoes,

Countin' up the bands while I’m flexin' on these hoes, Diamonds on my wrist, got 'em shinin' like a rose, Bitches on my dick, yeah, they love the way I pose, Cash flow insane, watch it stack, never slow. Pull up in the whip, tinted windows, all black, Money in my pocket, can’t nobody hold me back, Flexin' on these haters, they just watchin' like a snack, I’m the main attraction, they just wishin' for a crack. All this ice I wear, got 'em frozen in the night, Countin' all this paper, yeah, I’m livin' for the hype, Girls up in my DMs, sayin' "Savage, you the type," Cursed out the fake, now I’m livin' like a sprite. Pull the cash out, every night a different scene, Bitches showin' love, yeah, they know just what I mean, Money comin' fast, like a movie on the screen, Flexin' on my ex, now she wishin' that she seen.