See my phone screen light up hoping it’s a text from you Hoping we can get a party started if you think that’s cool Ain’t got no time for that fake shit you know that I ain’t a tool Put your addy in my phone and you know that I’ll be there soon See my phone screen light up hoping it’s a text from you Hoping we can get a party started if you think that’s cool We don’t gotta worry ’bout-’bout-’bout the things we have to do You can be my baby and they’ll watch us coming out the blue
You know that I be the best I’m a Michael of the rest You can put me through the test Give you all my neverlast Frosty in the studio Frosty hit ’em with the flows Frosty diamonds on my wrist You know that I like to show
Put a wall on you hoes like Mexico and Donald Trump Getting checks I like to flex we flippin’ packs we pipe it up Oriental ’round the world, Singapore I’m eating dough Momma said don’t chase your dreams but I don’t really give a fuck
Bentley coupe in my driveway that’s the goal Ladies in the master bedroom dancing but there ain’t a pole I was told to just be patient and the fame would unfold But I really wanted sooner guess my faith is unknown
I don’t like to take showers I just bathe in my money 24 carat like a bunny give a bracelet to my lil’ honey Nose is runny from the diamonds on my neck Slept on me the whole time now they’re tellin’ me I’m next
See my phone screen light up hoping it’s a text from you Hoping we can get a party started if you think that’s cool Ain’t got no time for that fake shit you know that I ain’t a tool Put your addy in my phone and you know that I’ll be there soon See my phone screen light up hoping it’s a text from you Hoping we can get a party started if you think that’s cool We don’t gotta worry ’bout-’bout-’bout the things we have to do You can be my baby and they’ll watch us coming out the blue
I like my pizza like my bank account, with a ‘lotta cheese Makin’ money on this rap shit and it’s just a breeze Walk up in the room – ah – fresh like Febreze And it’s kinda hard to sing with all this ice that’s on my teeth (Skrrt) She used a doggy filter so I hit her doggy style Air to the throne sitting on a money pile Rapping all the time on a 30 day trial Haters tryna call me out, they can’t even dial You don’t want me, you don’t really know me Just because we cool doesn’t make you a homie Switchin’ up on me I can tell you a phoney Tryna rob my [?] like a [?]
All the other girls I text leavin’ me on read I just wanna be with you I guess that’s enough said They just used to hate on me now they want my bread I’ma leave ’em with a song, I’ll be stuck inside their heads
See my phone screen light up hoping it’s a text from you Hoping we can get a party started if you think that’s cool Ain’t got no time for that fake shit you know that I ain’t a tool Put your addy in my phone and you know that I’ll be there soon See my phone screen light up hoping it’s a text from you Hoping we can get a party started if you think that’s cool We don’t gotta worry ’bout-’bout-’bout the things we have to do You can be my baby and they’ll watch us coming out the blue