Lyrics

[Pre-Chorus] Know I walk with the racks on me Bad bitch want back back and you know she throw that ass on me I don't want that girl 'cause she want me 'cause the cash on me Yeah, you know she cappin', homie Dreadlock, that cap on me [Chorus] Back then, they napped on me Now they all just act homie Now I'm hot, they all on me Pull out the Snapchats on me I ain't got no Snapchat, homie I think it's too personal That's what I got Twitter for Instagram, I'll bag your ho Back then, they napped on me Now they all just act homie Now I'm hot, they all on me Pull out the Snapchats on me I ain't got no Snapchat, homie I think it's too personal That's what I got Twitter for (Yeah) Instagram, I'll bag your ho (Yеah) Back then, they napped on mе (What?) Now they all just act homie (Chee) Now I'm hot, they all on me (What?) Pull out the Snapchats on me (Ayy) I ain't got no Snapchat, homie (No) I think it's too personal (What?) That's what I got Twitter for (Yeah) Instagram, I'll bag your ho [Verse] Like, flex on you haters (Huh?), hi haters (Yeah) This is my world so it's all in my favor (Yeah) I like all girls, yeah, all type of flavors But that don't matter 'cause I just got my baby, psyche [Outro] Psyche Psyche