Yeah, uh,
Don’t get cute — get paid.
If you ain’t talkin’ money, stay out my way.
I pop my shit ‘cause I earned it,
Whole lotta fake love, I burned it.
He tryna flex like he did somethin’,
Boy, I made you — stop frontin’.
New bag, new nails, new goals,
Still talk heavy, still cold.
They mad ‘cause I don’t fold,
I talk slick, but it’s all gold.
Yeah, I’m that bitch, I said it,
Got the crown — I won’t share it.
If the shoe fit, then wear it,
Big boss move, I declare it.
I ain’t scared of you, never been,
Talk tough, but I still win.
You fake flex, I’m real spin,
I turn pain to M’s — that’s kin.
I ain’t scared of you, check the stats,
All talk, no racks.
I been that, yeah, facts,
Don’t play — I snap back.
I walk in, they whisper quick,
Hatin’ hard but watchin’ pics.
I don’t chase — I pick,
Ain’t no bum touchin’ this.
He said I’m rude — I’m honest,
Pretty face, pockets the largest.
Yeah, I talk my shit regardless,
‘Cause broke vibes? That’s the hardest.
Don’t get brave — get even,
They hate me, but still creepin’.
I’m outside, no reason,
I make ‘em mad just breathin’.
Yeah, don’t get scared, get right,
I shine loud, I don’t need light.
Whole lotta talk, no bite,
I’m the pressure they can’t fight.