(Hah, hah)
(Flicky, flicky)
I just split the check, I gave the half check to my youngin’
(To my youngin’, to my youngin’)
Gave the half check to my youngin’
(To my, to my)
Yeah
Yo’ bitch bought a beamer just to see me on her walls
Mirror, mirror tell me who the flyest of them all
Then Yung Mavu kill you, know that nigga pull up with the sauce
They don’t want to see him in the trap, they hate the way he ball
And I just split a check, I gave the half check to my youngin’
Don’t be coming for me when you know your time is coming
I said that I won’t break up, she knew that I was bluffin’
I gave that bitch some therapy, I told her just to cut her
I just count it up, I just run it up
All that money always come my way and I can’t get enough
Had to switch the flow, the voice, she know this shit ain’t regular
And I know what time it is when she hittin’ my cellular
I got stamina, man, I told ya I’m Poseidon
Need my plaques up on the wall and go like El Dorado
Nobody that can stop me, beat the opps, just like I’m Bobby
Though she hit me in the DM, ain’t no need for me to slide
(Skrrr)
Know I rock the bag, just like AC/DC
This nigga gettin’ hot, turn up the AC
Got too many hoes to pick, I might just go to Emma, Casey, Lisa or I’ll end up with Amy (Or who?)
Yo’ bitch bought a beamer just to see me on her walls
Mirror, mirror tell me who the flyest of them all
Then Yung Mavu kill you, know that nigga pull up with the sauce
They don’t want to see him in the trap, they hate the way he ball
And I just split a check, I gave the half check to my youngin’
Don’t be coming for me when you know your time is coming
I said that I won’t break up, she knew that I was bluffin’
I gave that bitch some therapy, I told her just to cut her
I’m like, “Mirror, mirror”, these Amiri’s should be bigger
I’m in Gucci low-tops like a skater, trynna land a trick here
I’m in Versace [?], why you wearin’ that here?
I lost my socks in your bitch, she been wearin’ swimwear
Front, back, been there
In Off-White, but it’s not white at all (Uh, duh, yeah)
Shop online, I’m not finna hit the mall (Uh, duh, yeah)
65 thousand dollars on (Uh, real, yeah)
Spend a lot of guap, this bitch gon’ drip
My bitch really wet, but not with sus
I’m might give him back his bitch, she ain’t for me (Duh, yeah)
And I got the stick on me, no ADT, let me be
Yo’ bitch bought a beamer just to see me on her walls
Mirror, mirror tell me who the flyest of them all
Then Yung Mavu kill you, know that nigga pull up with the sauce
They don’t want to see him in the trap, they hate the way he ball
And I just split a check, I gave the half check to my youngin’
Don’t be coming for me when you know your time is coming
I said that I won’t break up, she knew that I was bluffin’
I gave that bitch some therapy, I told her just to cut her
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