Lyrics:

[Intro]
(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
Yeah
(DMac on the fuckin' track)
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, ooh
I got it on right now

[Verse 1]
I don't see why the fuck they be tryna act like I ain't that thing (They know,_they_know)
When_they already know_how I been_holdin' these Ms
When they know we left opps dead soon as we see 'em (They know)
Takin' care from the North to the jail (Ah, ah, ah)
From the cell to the house that's sittin' on top of the hill (Bitch, let's get it)
Come and see how I live, bitch, what? (What?)
Come check it out 'fore you ready to talk (What? What?)
I got these foreigns that's sittin' in row (Ah)
Whole lot of plaques that's goin' down my wall
I got some shit that I'm waitin' to put on
I got designer I ain't never worn
I just got me some shit I'ma mix with VLONE
Ain't no stealin' my drip (Ain't no stealin' my drip)
Tell these niggas 'Don't trip', 'cause I got it on me
Ain't no sense for to live if you ain't thinkin' clear
'Cause you're bound to get killed if you run up on me (On me)
I went just from bummy, now I got a whole lotta money
Keep me a fat ass real bad bitch
Got a whole lotta kids, and I stack it up for 'em
These people be talkin' 'bout me like they know me
And I got that condo buildin', Aston Martin
And I never stay once, so never catch me foldin'
I got tricks and techniques like I'm
[?]
Shawty a freak inside of the sheets
She turnin' a whole Chanel in the water (What?)
Look at my neck and my wrist, it's a faucet
Bitch, I'm way too saucy, and somewhere unbothered
Genius