Ballin' since I was a jet Way before Oakland and filmin' the skits I had to go to get rich Momma was strugglin', payin' the rent I couldn't help her with shit Hey, then I'm feelin' so stiff in this bitch Car broke down, can't fix that shit I cried at night, I admit that shit Oh, too old, I whip that bitch She left me lone, but I miss that bitch If you text right now, I'll out-hit that bitch Old friends like how you get that lit Same old me, but they think I switched Fuck old friends, I don't know that bitch Racks too big, can't fold that shit Hangin' on when I hold that shit Momma, I told you we gon' be okay Whippin' the benches, she live in L.A. Tryna thank God, but don't know what to say Lotta square footage with D.D.G. State Bought it in August, I'm movin' in May Hop out the foreigns and black as my race No, it's not rentin', it's faxin' a bank Spend 400 on beanies, easy She want dicks, she needy, freaky I like racks, no Lamborghini She off X, she sleepy, sleepy, yeah Make me a wish, no genie, genie Mm, I feel like Michael Jackson Moonwalkin' through the Calabasas Louis bag, gotta hold the ratchet Just in case a n***a want some action Mm, got some millions, but it's just a fraction Spendin' money for my satisfaction Benjamins, we don't fuck with Jackson Back when I dropped that, I post that shit Yeah, yeah, yeah All good though, I'ma note that shit When I blow, you a owe me, bitch I'm a last n***a, but I know I'm rich Yeah, bitch, fuck Fuck that shit, I know I'm lit If we beef, I fuck your bitch All of them n****s, I beef on the internet I hit up all of they bitches and get them wet Call her a Uber, I hit him and send her back Do it in silence, cause players ain't internet No, oh, I hit this bitch on the low Oh, she said your dick ain't with So-So And she had told me you broke Oh, that's tough I got a biggie, it sit on my hippie Cause L.A. is tricky, they tryna come get me Bought some Balencies, they don't even fit me They 950, but fuckin' no biggie I'm with a bitty, she tryna get busy She kiss on my neck, but I told her no hickey Tryna get with me, I told her she silly She just for the night, cause my bitch is too pretty Spent 400 on beanies, easy She want dick, she needy, freaky I like race, no Lamborghini She off X, she sleepy, sleepy Yeah, make me a wish, no genie, genie Fantasy on n****s just like Houdini Mmm, I feel like Michael Jackson Moonwalkin' through the Calabasas Louis bag, gotta hold the ratchet Just in case a n***a want some action Mmm, got some millions, but it's just a fraction Spendin' money for my satisfaction Benjamin's, we on focal Jackson's Benjamin's, we on focal Jackson's I feel like Michael Jackson Moonwalkin' through the Calabasas