Lyrics

[Chorus] Chrome Heart frames on my face like Spike Lee (Spike Lee) Six figures sittin' on a **** white tee Screamin', "MOB," these **** don't excite me (Excite me) I been playin' with them M's since nineteen Racks too big, so I barely wear tight jeans (Racks) She like, "Boy, you geeked up," ****, I might be (Yeah) Nine **** and I squeeze it like a Hi-C (Baow) Talk too much ****, yeah, that's why they don't like me Chrome Heart frames on my face like Spike Lee Six figures worth of diamonds sittin' on my white tee Screamin', "MOB," these **** don't excite me Young **** playin' with them M's since nineteen (Yeah) Racks too big, so I barely wear tight jeans Nine ****, let it squeeze it like a Hi-C (Baow, baow) Talk too much ****, that's why they don't like me I pop too much ****, that's why they don't like me [Verse 1] Yeah, I'm tryna roll up an opp and put him in the air (Air) Yeah, if she ain't right, then the **** gettin' left My **** got caught with some bales, made his bail (Bail) Look at my left wrist, this **** cold as hell (Phew) Yeah, I mean cold as ice One in the head, you better think twice **** be switchin', I can't leave my pipe (Pipe) These **** be switchin', I can't leave without it These **** some ****, these **** be sour I'ma go get it, I gotta go get it, on my road to riches, these **** some clowns (Phew, phew) The **** came with switches, the Maybach got switches the way this **** bouncin' up and off the ground I'ma **** a **** **** whenever I see him, just tell mama 'nem hold it down (Yeah) Since I was six, I was man of the house (House) Ten years later, playing 'round with a **** Ayy, I didn't play then and I don't play now (Now) Can't name one **** touched me In a two-seater with a whole hundred **** (****) Cap, you ain't never ever seen a hundred **** Yeah, I used to serve my uncle **** Auntie talking 'bout, "Do the right thing" [Chorus] Chrome Heart frames on my face like Spike Lee (Yeah) Six figures sittin' on a **** white tee Screamin', "MOB," these **** don't excite me (Excite me) I been playin' with them M's since nineteen Racks too big, so I barely wear tight jeans (Tight jeans) She like, "Boy, you geeked up," ****, I might be Nine **** and I squeeze it like a Hi-C (Hi-C) Talk too much ****, yeah, that's why they don't like me [Verse 2] Ayy, two twin **** on me like I'm a Pisces Gucci with the J's, ayy, you know I'm not a hypebeast (Uh-uh) **** ain't really on ****, just typing Dog-**** ****, I be runnin' with some hyenas Ayy, **** ain't really on ****, just typin' Dog-**** ****, I be hangin' with some hyenas I made it off the block, then made a couple million, then got me a spot out there by the white people (Yeah) Just **** around, spilled some Wock' on my wife beater (Wock', Wock') Left wrist like Ike, right wrist like Tina Talk to therapists, I like money, I don't like people Ridin' in the AMG Benz, I don't like beamer Skeleton AP, ****, I'm the reaper Stay fresh to death, yeah, this young **** lethal I got that bag, yeah, that bag, I'ma keep it And I got it on me, this **** not a secret [Chorus] Chrome Heart frames on my face like Spike Lee (Spike Lee) Six figures sittin' on a **** white tee Screamin', "MOB," these **** don't excite me (Excite me) I been playin' with them M's since nineteen Racks too big, so I barely wear tight jeans (Tight jeans) She like, "Boy, you geeked up," ****, I might be Nine **** and I squeeze it like a Hi-C Talk too much ****, yeah, that's why they don't like me