Lyrics:

[Intro]
Buh, buh, buh
Brrrat

[Verse 1]
Can't catch me when I'm too damn fast
Skrrt, ayy, you can't last
Worked too hard just to turn back now
If they don't like me, that's too damn bad (Ayy)
Bitch, don't touch what you can't have (Yuh)
Yeah, you can't have
Just 'cause I fuck, don't mean she mine
I tossed that bitch with a two-hand pass
I just tied up Khaled, now I got the keys
Straight from the block, I hop out the P's (Brrat, brrat)
Joyner got niggas that'll hop out and squeeze (Brrat, brrat)
Leave a nigga jumpin' out his Dada Supremes (Brrrrrrat)
I gotta breathe (Huff)
I don't get enough credit, bitch, shout out to me
Snitch ass bitch just brought out the D's (Skr)
Wu-Tang shit, I brought out the Bees
Ayy, worked too hard to go back to the days where I made just a minimum wage, what's that? (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
I need head three times a day, if not we ain't on the same page, what's that?
Google fucking up my net worth, say I got two, three M's to my name, what's that?
Nigga, I done made at least twenty M's, bitch, better fix that shit, I'm paid, what's that? (Brrt, brrt)
This a flex, this ain't a pissin' test (Skr)
Fuck the disrespect, I gotta interject
I gotta lift the weight, tell all my bench to press (Okay)
My life been the shit, you niggas been depressed
You either misdirected or you incorrect
I got a Smith & Wesson, let it rip your flesh
And let it split your neck until you missing sections
I'm an evil curse inside a bigger blessing, nigga (Brrat, ayy)
Genius