DUM

It's hard for me not to feel this confident when I'm talking they steady be turning me up

I had hoes before the money and rapping, and before the rapping, I was deep in they guts

I started this shit for bags and this shit brought me hoes and attention, that shit's just a plus

I had my hand out, they pushed me away, so when I see their hand, I ain't showing no love

I'm from the hood, but the hood in the trunk

I take the roof off, it go in the front

If you not talking bands, I don't give a fuck

Digits fucking up, that shit going dumb

I pop a perc and she know I'ma hit it

High with the birds, bitch, I fly with the pigeons

Coupe a baby, that shit whine from the engine