Ay, hundred racks, stuff it inside of the Birkin Ay, yuh, yuh Hundred racks, stuff it inside of the Birkin If you want it, put the work in All my diamonds picture-perfect In that McLaren you see me, I'm pulling up swerving Run up, I go and pop 'em like a percy Give me a Glock, bitch, it hold about thirty Ain't got no heart, so no, you cannot hurt me Hating on me, guess it really ain't working, ay Run up that money, yuh I had to get it the fast way The life that I'm living is fast-paced Now she coming first like a drag race, ay New McLaren doors butterfly I ain't nothing like them other guys Yeah, they talking 'bout me, tryna undermine Skin too thick, can't get under mine Keep talking 'bout me, I don't hear it You could keep trying but can't kill my spirit They keep on judging me by my appearance But I really live what I write in my lyrics, ay Bitch, I came up outta nothing, trust me I do not need you for nothing, yuh Everyone was saying fuck me So I can't let 'em take it from me, ay, yuh What goes around come around Round and round they go Hear 'em talking but they don't want smoke I swear, lately I feel like the GOAT, ay Nowadays, I don't come around They treated me like a joke But I needed that shit to blow Had to go up on my own, ay, yuh What goes around come around Round and round they go Hear 'em talking but they don't want smoke I swear, lately I feel like the GOAT, ay Nowadays, I don't come around They treated me like a joke But I needed that shit to blow Had to go up on my own, ay, yuh Okay, they left me for dead They thought I was sleeping outside of the bed I woke up with way too much money to spread I'm more locked in now than I've ever been Funny, 'cause I got a haircut and cut off the dreads I come in Dior with a price on the head She only want me to cum between her legs Found out it was snakes in the circle We cut them folks off, that was skin that just need to be shed Pussy, I jump out the bed Then hustle like I ain't gon' see it again I ain't counting it, hold at least ten Only time I ever needed a friend You already know that we in Crash in the 'Rari then hop in the Benz Keep it real, ain't no need to pretend 'Cause right at the end where we should begin What goes around come around Round and round they go Hear 'em talking but they don't want smoke I swear, lately I feel like the GOAT, ay Nowadays, I don't come around They treated me like a joke But I needed that shit to blow Had to go up on my own, ay, yuh What goes around come around Round and round they go Hear 'em talking but they don't want smoke I swear, lately I feel like the GOAT, ay Nowadays, I don't come around They treated me like a joke But I needed that shit to blow Had to go up on my own, ay, yuh