text: Ah, shit, Im just workin in the studio
  Ah, okay
  You miss me?
  Pop off
  You want me to pop off?
  I want you to pop off
  Aight, Ill call you right back 
  You always talkin about it 
  You never makin no profit, uh 
  I treat my hoes like a option 
  If she talkin and get out of pocket, ooh 
  Im livin life like a rockstar 
  Pullin up, stretch limousines 
  To look at me, that cost a fee 
  The double Cs all on my feet
  You always talkin about it, yeah 
  You always talkin about it 
  You say that you rappin in private, yeah 
  But I see that you cap about it 
  Livin life like a rockstar
  Pullin up, stretch limousines 
  To look at me, that cost a fee 
  Them double Cs all on my feet 
  I changed my color to Nipsey blue 
  Your racks, it get small, that shit pitiful 
  If you tryna get so physical 
  That .45 will make you invisible 
  Im livin my life like a criminal 
  I call this shit First 48 
  I been quiet, theres no one to blame, yeah 
  My lawyer said we beat the case 
  Im livin my life, celebration 
  Im thankin the Lord, I got patience 
  Im lovin the way that she take it 
  I bend it, I fold it, I flip it
  She bringin it back just to prove it 
  Im givin her work just to move it, yeah
  Im livin the life that Im choosin, yeah 
  Im gettin these racks, gettin stupid, yeah 
  You always talkin about it 
  You never makin no profit, uh 
  I treat my hoes like a option 
  If she talkin and get out of pocket, ooh 
  Im livin life like a rockstar 
  Pullin up, stretch limousines 
  To look at me, that cost a fee 
  The double Cs all on my feet
  You always talkin about it, yeah 
  You always talkin about it 
  You say that you rappin in private, yeah 
  But I see that you cap about it 
  Livin life like a rockstar
  Pullin up, stretch limousines 
  To look at me, that cost a fee 
  Them double Cs all on my feet 
  Pull up with the drum like Im Tommy Lee
  Yaweh got a stick, came to rock with me
  Milli on wrist, aint no rocks on me 
  Im pretty as fuck, wanna copy me 
  I heard you was mad cause Im poppin as shit, wow 
  Im poppin the pagne and Im poppin that bitch, wow 
  I hop out a plane and went straight to the whip 
  I know they can see, I think thats pretty cool if you askin me
  Bugatti, no body roll, curtains in back of the candy Rolls 
  I love when my lawyer calls, I hate when I run out of smoke
  Pull up to the party, oh, and we like to party, oh
  I finish the bottle, dawg, get this bitch jumpin, no Mario
  Still shits so hard
  Cigarettes, cough
  Bathroom stalls
  Please dont save my life, oh
  You always talkin about it 
  You never makin no profit, uh 
  I treat my hoes like a option 
  If she talkin and get out of pocket, ooh 
  Im livin life like a rockstar 
  Pullin up, stretch limousines
  To look at me, that cost a fee 
  The double Cs all on my feet
  You always talkin about it, yeah 
  You always talkin about it 
  You say that you rappin in private, yeah 
  But I see that you cap about it 
  Livin life like a rockstar
  Pullin up, stretch limousines 
  To look at me, that cost a fee 
  Them double Cs all on my feet 
  Livin life like a rockstar