[Produced By Renz Young] Woah Woah Woah [Verse] The boy made a name like you wouldn't believe Ask who really got the scene They know a n***a popping' they hate that's it's me So my foot on the ottoman, raising the feat Man I knew it'll happen never been surprised homie b**hes telling on me n***as lying me Got your 2 cents get in line homie Them the same ones that drop a dime on ya I been on it Plotting California when it start snowing You should know that's a boss move Trynna win you are not the one we give the ball too We not at all cool Call a lil b**h have her fall through Rappin' like a barcode one to many lines You n***as practice rapping living acting Like you watching Narcos one to many times In your raps I heard one to many lies, damn Guess you air bending like katara Me, watch the money blow up like a martyr And she just gon' pick it up like I can't guard her Show me my opponent, know that I been on it Force it, and you see the force like annulments Rocked that Burberry didn't guess on it Back and it hurts, shouldn't have slept on it Replace all the keys in my crib with the Bluetooth My n***a you know that my pad different My girl balling, I draft different Got three accounts, thats cash in it I'm talking comma comma comma comma comma That's a bad sentence f** n***a quit with all that ad-libbing All that small racquet that's just badminton Boy you signed to a n***a signed to a n***a How that happen, bad business They know that the kid bout to bubble They know that the boy from the Mil bout to pop Still be critiquing like all my old sh** Knowing my new sh** still bout to drop Woah woah woah woah woah dere I post in place you can't go dere I'm in the lab, putting days inn like the hotel Now I catch plays like I'm Odell What you talking n***a what ya say aye Had that 1-4 since the eight grade Never gave a damn f** what they say All that pump faking get you fadeaway Now look what you started, look what you started They didn't wanna f** with the kid Now the boy go the hardest I just been stacking up paper, i might need an audit The way i put up for the crib, i might need a mortgage All the whips is forgein might just get deported Baby i been working meeting in the office Know that i been saucing, catch it dripping of me And i keep it dripping off me like the faucet All my n***as balling kyrie with the offense Thought i would fall off tell me why you thought it Seen that Maserati saying that you bought it But you n***as wasn't in it when i saw it Know that i been on it Trust me you don't want it, want it Tell me what you mad for Man thats Ok cause yo girl know that I'm the man though Girl don't front you act like you don't know who I am hoe Now pop that sh** like you was doing for the gram hoe [Skit] Aye bro, you would drop me off on Cap bro I got you, bro Over there on 68th man I caught one at Midtown today bro I gotta slide down on her, got too Yea bro Imma hit your line soon as Im done bro Aight hit my line bro We gonna get out here Yep