Oh yeah Whoa Can't even help myself No. I can't even help myself Can't even help myself no more I can't even help myself All these bitches wanna fuck now All these bitches want my wealth I can't help these hoes no more I'm sorry I can't help I can't help myself I can't help myself All these hoes they want me I know that oh yeah All these bitches want I'm like I know that oh yeah I can't even help little shorty I can't help myself I can't help you sorry bae I can't even help myself Sorry bitch I can't help you no more Chopper leave a nigga right on the floor In my pocket know that I'm kicking dough Damn I can't even help myself Nigga I tried to do better but please tell me how I'm already the best These bitches want all my money These bitches want all of my wealth I'm 'a go count my bankroll I cannot tell many hoes All of these hoes they be on go All of these hoes they be on go Look at my mo—fucking wrist That bitch got a nigga froze Bad bitch she want dick man Made that hoe touch her toes All this shit I can't help All the drugs in the flat I can't even feel myself I can't even feel my neck All these hoes they surround me Still feel by myself Is it 'cause the drugs drown me Think a nigga need some help Can't even help myself no more I can't even help myself All these bitches wanna fuck now All these bitches want my wealth I can't help these hoes no more I'm sorry I can't help I can't help myself I can't help myself All these hoes they want me I know that oh yeah All these bitches want I'm like I know that oh yeah I can't even help little shorty I can't help myself I can't help you sorry bae I can't even help myself I can't help myself I smoke celery for my health All these bitches want me yeah they want me for my wealth I'ma big trophy yeah you know I'm top shelf I don't need no help yeah I did it by myself I get bank yeah no hit it rich All these niggas yeah you know they're enemy I am making plays your bitch is throwing work that bitch like double My diamonds like cold Every bitch is throwing work Uno gon' come in with the K It might be in broad day He gon' aim it right at your face I do know my diamonds yeah they're racist Call me Mr. Franklin You know I love big faces Pull up at your location All my brothers Maybe one day tell my mom I made it She be on and she will scream you know I made it 'Cause you know I made it