[Intro]
N.c.
Mm-mm, mm, mm-mm
Tss
[Verse 1]
Am
My nail tech knows how to keep a lil' secret
Em
I don't wish for my success, I speak it
Am
I caught a buzz, and you did too, but you tweakin'
Em
I look like I been gettin' money, I reek it
You smell me, that's LV
Am
Walkin' 'round with my chest out, and my skin smooth, I'm healthy
Em
I'm in the mix and I'm handshakin' but most of y'all can't help me (Nah)
Am
Most of y'all ain't wealthy (Nope), most of y'all just dress like it
Em
I caught the vibe that y'all givin' off, and I'm tryna make myself less like it
Am
This chick got a lil' Porsche body, I might let the bro test drive it
Em
It's hard for me to get excited, I love music, and stress 'bout it
Am
My city haulin' and I'm cosigning this wave, comin' up next out it
Em
Ridin' 'round and this shotgun in her Tesla
Am
Hangin' both of my legs out of it, like "What's up?" (What's up?)
Em
I got stakes and they too high now, I can't fuck up (Can't fuck up)
Am
I like girls that's down to Earth, so don't be stuck up (Stuck up)
Em
I don't take Ls, I give 'em out and I chuck 'em up
First listen, they hearin' this shit like, "What the fuck?"
[Pre-Chorus]
Am Em
Ten toes, that's my MO
Am
Fam' over 'Gram, that's my MO (On my momma)
Em
Fuck a close friends, I got friends that I keep close
Am
And they let it go while I reload
[Chorus]
Am
Like baow, baow, baow
Em
TSA just opened my book-bag up and my chain hittin' like
Am
Baow, baow, baow, baow
Em
The king's back in his hometown, when them wheels hit and I touchdown they
Am
Baow, baow, baow, baow
Em
She down low, three point stance, I'm back there doin' Jack dance like
Am
Baow, baow, baow, baow
