text: Ghost made this beat
  Ghost Kid the producer
  Chill out, I went in for a year, bitch, Im lit now 
  That boy got the whole world on the dick now 
  Tell that bitch to sit down, you aint it now
  How he hate but he aint go no whip? 
  Brand new car what I spent on my fit now 
  Niggas know that boy Baby the shit 
  They want me to take pics with they bitch now 
  Im sick, come check on me, baby
  How it taste? Them other niggas, they aint it
  You know I got the recipe, baby 
  Play your part, dont be stressin me, baby 
  I want it done and Im the same man did it 
  No, I cant kick it with a lame ass nigga 
  You aint with me, you the same as the opp 
  Nigga thinkin bout my chain, bad business 
  Nigga, about time start breaking them off
   thotties who begging me to fuck me
  But I aint got time, start breaking them off
  Only bought it cause it was a 
  I cant even spell the designer I bought
  Put a dick on the Glock and knock out your mouth
  Pussy boy, better watch how you talk
  Ima show him, he said I aint with it
  Hang my gun out the window, cant go like no bitch
  If he sending some shots, Ima shoot back
  I be high as a bitch when I hop on the plane
  Smoking pressure, dont ask where the boof at
  I make what I make and Im only 16
  Got em wondering like how I do that
  Wearing Nike and Gucci, I dive on the coochie
  My dick in her gut, throw that
  Keep no , hundreds my cash
  Pound cookie, I smoke out the bag
  And it aint entertainment, no, bitch, tryna make me a mill
  If I hit that bitch bad then she bad
   engineer, no whip, no licenses
  Keep my Glock, I aint doing no fighting
  And that youngin been acting so grow
  Cause he been on his zone and he aint never had guidance
  Fuck the critics, this really be 
  Wanna be me, these niggas look up to me
  Wanna beef, these niggas know its up with me
  Check the , man, niggas cant fuck with me
  VIP, bitch, Im very important
  All these niggas around be stepping
  You fuck and wrong talk, get stepped on some Jordans
  And I told to promoter Im bringing this Glock
  Keep that bitch on my hip while Im touring
  Handsome nigga, my thotties be gorgeous
  Ima hit from the back, I aint hitting the back
  Im like, fuck it, I fuck on her friend
  Dont use no credit, I want it, I get it
  That money a fetish, in love with them bands
  Heard all them critics gon watch me, I need some privacy
  I just been setting the trend, uh