(Intro) Oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh (Verse 1) First off I am not a rapper, second off we are not the same Third thing, all you b**h ni**as on the internet, you should be ashamed Closet full of Alexander Wang Louis loafers, you can say I changed Louis jacket just to block the rain Eating lobster bisk with some champagne RIP to Bankroll S**t all day been chasing bankrolls I ain’t even change, I’m in the same clothes Young wild ni**a these hoes can’t expose Young wild ni**a that came in on fleek Gotta get that lil bi**h out my sheets Uber outside, I see you next week Mover XL, you know a ni**a cheap Pull up to your function riding in that foreign car Shawty f**k me off that co-co, feel like Pablo Escobar Ain’t no pressure I’ma still accept your a** for who you are Now just hop in my jacuzzi lose the panties and that bra (Verse 2) Bi**h I’m that dope King of pro tool I am so rude Feel like Goku Lunch and no boo Don’t do tofu Say he know me but I don’t know old dude Why you tripping man I swear she old news Stop that bi**h and girl you know you mine Rolling stone, get my Rollie on Rolling raw cone, drinking red wine But these ni**as still know what’s happening I’m not just rapping Expressing my emotions through some God damn captions Riding through the city and I’m God damn packing Cause I wish a ni**a would ni**a I’m God damn lapping On my way baby wish me well Young ni**a finally came out that shell I’m the motherf**king truth bi**h, if you can’t tell (Chorus) I got my change up I got my name up I wish a ni**a tried to tell me that I change up These bi**hes dangerous F**k me like I’m famous Bought a brand new foreign so I had to switch my lane up Change up I got my change up, I got my change up, I got my change up These bi**hes dangerous F**k me like I’m famous Tell me why you hating cause a ni**a switched his lane up Let’s get it (Verse 3) Bi**h I’m on, they can’t help but hate Round table with a full plate I be in here, finest night chef Shoutout Hand be so swift Tokyo drift Now I’m riding Green on me add a thousand dollars Young ni**a got his money piling When I seen a mil bi**h I started robbing (Outro) When are we gonna do Lyric Ave again That was crazy last week See you soon, call us, bye