[Chorus]
Remember when I first started, now on beats I'm retarded (Uh, yeah)
Everything that I wanted, now I copped and I flaunt it (Uh, yeah)
And my girl down for me, now I'm getting topped up while smoking tree
Now my life's getting to where it's supposed to be
Too late, you can't get close to me
Now I'm chillin' with some money in the bank (Goddamn)
Look around, there ain't no one to thank (That's me)
More drip than a fuckin' fish tank
All my old hoes mad, 'cause they tryna get over me
Now niggas want featurеs, tryna get close to me
Evеry bitch I hit up, she responds to me
Guess it's all in the plan, and it's plain to see
Not surprised, that's how it's supposed to be
[Verse]
Smokin' loud gas in a rental
Fucked on your bitch, said my dick game mental
Did it with the team, that's a transcontinental
Got 10K, then flipped that shit ten fold
Don't look twice at the shit I buy
Then I made it back, no, I did not try
Call me seagull, I'm too fly
Call your girl beagle, you know why
These niggas be faker than fake and there ain't no mistakin' it
My girl a snack and she came with some cake with it
Walk with a strap, I'm Picasso, I'm paintin' shit
I don't want weed, okay, maybe a little bit
I'm hard like garnet, or cement or marble, and all these other niggas soft
Bought me a glizzy, like "Fuck it, where is he?", and we 'bout to let these bullets off
Remember when I first started, now on beats I'm retarded (Uh, yeah)
Everything that I wanted, now I copped and I flaunt it (Uh, yeah)
And my girl down for me, now I'm getting topped up while smoking tree
Now my life's getting to where it's supposed to be
Too late, you can't get close to me
Now I'm chillin' with some money in the bank (Goddamn)
Look around, there ain't no one to thank (That's me)
More drip than a fuckin' fish tank
All my old hoes mad, 'cause they tryna get over me
Now niggas want featurеs, tryna get close to me
Evеry bitch I hit up, she responds to me
Guess it's all in the plan, and it's plain to see
Not surprised, that's how it's supposed to be
[Verse]
Smokin' loud gas in a rental
Fucked on your bitch, said my dick game mental
Did it with the team, that's a transcontinental
Got 10K, then flipped that shit ten fold
Don't look twice at the shit I buy
Then I made it back, no, I did not try
Call me seagull, I'm too fly
Call your girl beagle, you know why
These niggas be faker than fake and there ain't no mistakin' it
My girl a snack and she came with some cake with it
Walk with a strap, I'm Picasso, I'm paintin' shit
I don't want weed, okay, maybe a little bit
I'm hard like garnet, or cement or marble, and all these other niggas soft
Bought me a glizzy, like "Fuck it, where is he?", and we 'bout to let these bullets off
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