My bank account, tellin me to calm down
The billboards tellin me to climb down
Ha, n***as pillow talkin, let me find out
Could give a f** about later b**h Im on now
Ha, you know the shine is what I do though
b**h, you know Im flexin I bought a necklace and a 2 do
Monday in the Rolly, Tuesday in the Hublot
RnB k**in rap n***as, thats just what I do though
These n***as is lame, they always complain and doin the same sh**
Get all up on twitter, tryna get followers, s**in the same dick
Im tired of these n***as, tired of arguin over the same b**h
n***as funny like comics, Im wealthy n***a, I aint rich
My sh** be up in galleries, a million when I paint b**h
Pop records bought me this Ferrari, thats a lane switch
Switch it up on you n***as watch my number change
Grown up on you n***as, yeah my number changed
Hit-boy, all these rappers wasting beats
I bought all my clique toys, aint no n***as wasting heat
Yeah I cop that big noise, aka Im TNT
I blow that sh** up, get up
Cause boy you cant get rid of
Dont f** with my old b**h, its like a bad fur
Every industry n***a done had her
Trick or treat like a pumpkin just to smash her
b**hes breaking codes, but Im the pa**word
Now its time for young n***as to shut down sh**
If you yappin in the club then you surrounded
They say he trippin, on some greyhound sh**
He didnt listen, now he listening to the ground b**h
Put him out, hes sleepin
With all the sneakers on his chest, he barely breathin
Like its lights out, he took a beatin
Hand on his chest, holding his heart, pledge of allegiance
Damn, his b**h cold, need a Theraflu
Took em shopping, bought em 1500 pair of shoes
Ha, Theraflu
Im a cold a** n***a, f** you!