My account, tellin me to calm down The billboards me to climb down Ha, pillow talkin, let me find out Could a fuck about later bitch Im on now Ha, you know the shine is I do though Bitch, you Im flexin I bought a necklace and a 2 do in the Rolly, Tuesday in the Hublot RnB killin rap niggas, thats just what I do These niggas is lame, they always complain and doin the shit Get all up on twitter, tryna get followers, suckin the same Im tired of these niggas, tired of over the same bitch Niggas funny like comics, Im nigga, I aint rich My shit be up in galleries, a million I paint bitch Pop records bought me this Ferrari, thats a lane Switch it up on you niggas watch my change Grown up on you niggas, yeah my changed Hit-boy, all these rappers wasting I all my clique toys, aint no niggas wasting heat Yeah I cop big noise, aka Im TNT I blow that up, get up boy you cant get rid of Dont with my old bitch, its like a bad fur Every industry nigga had her Trick or like a pumpkin just to smash her Bitches breaking codes, but Im the Now its time for young niggas to down shit If you yappin in the then you surrounded They say he trippin, on greyhound shit He didnt listen, now he listening to the bitch Put him out, hes With all the on his chest, he barely breathin Like its lights out, he took a Hand on his chest, holding his heart, of allegiance Damn, his bitch cold, a Theraflu Took em shopping, bought em 1500 of shoes Ha, Im a cold ass nigga, you!