[Chorus]
Yeah, I don't like to lose, I don't come in second place (Yeah)
Different city, swappin', I hop out and never stay (Yeah)
So much animosity, I call it SMA (Yeah)
Make some mo' today like I lost to yesterday
[Verse 1]
Aw shit, man, that bag is too consistent
I need every dollar that come in, we don't do commission
Swapped into a new position
I stepped out, was fresh as God, but wasn't rockin' True Religion
Thought I was a Mason
There's so many Margielas, I ain't sippin' on Modelos
I like the parties where there isn't no fellas
And it's bigger than Coachella
You gotta say yes to the bag, what is you stallin' for?
Dog, you should know better
Monopoly, I don't gotta collect 200 dollars to say I'm a go-getter
I put my life on pause just to play the game of raisin' the bars
Get in they ear like you was a Q-tip when they hate where you are
S on my chest, even when I'm touchin' the sky
I still reach for the stars
Ain't from this planet, I came down from Mars
Wait 'til you listen to J.A.W.S
I got a whole lot of time 'fore I peak
Spike in my money, I'm leavin' 'em spiteful
I'm fallin' off? What you talkin' 'bout, geek?
Homie just mad he was peakin' in high school
Ain't even spit me a verse in three weeks
It's muscle memory, ridin' a bicycle
Stingy with money but none of this cheap
Florida boy, but I'm still rockin' these icicles
Yeah, I don't like to lose, I don't come in second place (Yeah)
Different city, swappin', I hop out and never stay (Yeah)
So much animosity, I call it SMA (Yeah)
Make some mo' today like I lost to yesterday
[Verse 1]
Aw shit, man, that bag is too consistent
I need every dollar that come in, we don't do commission
Swapped into a new position
I stepped out, was fresh as God, but wasn't rockin' True Religion
Thought I was a Mason
There's so many Margielas, I ain't sippin' on Modelos
I like the parties where there isn't no fellas
And it's bigger than Coachella
You gotta say yes to the bag, what is you stallin' for?
Dog, you should know better
Monopoly, I don't gotta collect 200 dollars to say I'm a go-getter
I put my life on pause just to play the game of raisin' the bars
Get in they ear like you was a Q-tip when they hate where you are
S on my chest, even when I'm touchin' the sky
I still reach for the stars
Ain't from this planet, I came down from Mars
Wait 'til you listen to J.A.W.S
I got a whole lot of time 'fore I peak
Spike in my money, I'm leavin' 'em spiteful
I'm fallin' off? What you talkin' 'bout, geek?
Homie just mad he was peakin' in high school
Ain't even spit me a verse in three weeks
It's muscle memory, ridin' a bicycle
Stingy with money but none of this cheap
Florida boy, but I'm still rockin' these icicles
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