[Chorus] A ni**a like you been flexin' for hoes But a ni**a like me keep countin' the dough Keep seein' me win, you hate it, I know Stay mad at her, not me lil' bro I put the racks up on his head Look at me wrong, ni**a, you dead Do too much, she's so fed [Verse] Do too much, leave her on read I can't play 'bout this bread She care too much 'bout what I said Don't let them get in your head Just get that money, ni**a, instead Got Saint Laurent and number nine I don't know him, he not slime Got different hoes, yeah, different kind He said hе makin' money, he lyin' You flexin' with sh*t that you didn't еven buy You get out of line, you end up in the sky Your b*tch kinda bad, but not badder than mine Your ni**a be bitin', they stealin' my rhymes Pull out the draco, it go bang You can get jugged, you can get stained Just fu*ked this hoe, ain't know her name That is a shame, that is a shame Christian Dior, I don't rock Balmain (Yeah) Nowadays I need the finer things The way that I'm livin', I can't complain I good over here, please stay in your lane [Chorus] A ni**a like you been flexin' for hoes But a ni**a like me keep countin' the dough Keep seein' me win, you hate it, I know Stay mad at her, not me lil' bro I put the racks up on his head Look at me wrong, ni**a, you dead Do too much, she's so fed