When I walk in they all treat me like a president How you say that you a boss with no leverage Why the fuck you bringing up the past what's the relevance You should be rolling up the weed, not questioning I just want the brain baby, I want the inteligence I don't care if it's artificial I look around and see some niggas that I'm better than Damn I heard you lost your girl to a lesbian My bad if I'm being too specific My bad I got riches I intended Two bad bitches in a bad that's a collision Tryna live my life will make a nigga find religion Flying out to handle some business I don't go out, usually stay to myself, I ain't social Stay low I stay to myself Know my worth I just stay calm and keep my composure (I know my worth) See how I'm doing wanna bang my line but you old news (I don't know you, no, no) I can dress like this 'cause I gotta be fresh when I ghost you Why you let me go, I gave you everything Me and my bitches pussy is better than Hate you little bitch from the Caribian [?] cut nigga off, 'cause you know I'm anti-social I don't go public with hoes, 'cause they start going loco I'd rather spend time with myself, it's okay I got a [?] That's why I stopped T-ing you up bitch, I had to go ghost You go for all the movement, let's get into it But bitch post on only fans I bet she gon' screw I ain't never gave a hoe a princess treatment Bitch you think I'm stupid Now let's get into specifics, every time we together why you [?] Why you always go ballistic, breaking shit but never fixing Flying out to handle some business I don't go out, usually stay to myself, I ain't social Stay low I stay to myself Know my worth I just stay calm and keep my composure (I know my worth) See how I'm doing wanna bang my line but you old news (I don't know you, no, no) I can dress like this 'cause I gotta be fresh when I ghost you I might pull up Lamborghini, I might ghost you Or might do the Benzo, Wizzle did the old school Wizzle made a hundred million, broski global Hardo made another million trapping local Huh, I take bad bitches out to Nobu (Huh) Walking how I'm talking, trapping hard, he anti-social Twenty floor brick but want five thousand for the vocals (Skkr) Baggies for the zips but put my lyrics on a Pro Tools We can drive it to you or send it postal (How you want it) Real nigga the one these bitches wanna get close to He was hating had to shit on that boy boastfull (Shit on that nigga) Place scrapping snow bunny got a nose full (Huh, huh) Flying out to handle some business I don't go out, usually stay to myself, I ain't social Stay low I stay to myself Know my worth I just stay calm and keep my composure (I know my worth) See how I'm doing wanna bang my line but you old news (I don't know you, no, no) I can dress like this 'cause I gotta be fresh when I ghost you