All right, y'all, I think it's that time We're ready to take this energy up Y'all ready? Say Wynne Let's go (Only a few will understand what's about to happen) Talking about I sold out, I think all of y'all should kick rocks There's supply and there's demand, and all of y'all are in stock I don't make the rules, and I don't make shit for TikTok Thought they'd get it past me, but that shit is getting picked off Running back, type to drop a line and make them hit pause I'ma get so many plaques that they gon' think I didn't floss My man's in my ear from right behind, he sound like Rick Ross The way he pull me back into his balls, it's like a slingshot Kids, this is laminate flow He put his hand on my throat I handle it though, I'm channeling gold Making them freeze, they're hitting a mannequin pose Hand the remote, I'm changing the game I give them the business and word and stand on them both I got liquor and a glass of water, both of them look the same Russian roulette and throw them back, like right before I hit the stage I get up there and go crazy when they say my fucking name I don't need support on tour, I just let the titties hang He's a one-night stand, a one hit wonder, call him Chiddy Bang I take bullshit from my ex and I turn it to Minute Maid I lay one brick at a time, still don't know when I'm getting paid I go MJ on the beat, like Em & Jay on Renegade Ben and Frank been trying to call me, think it's time I pick it up Find these beats on YouTube, I know that search bar is sick of us Too many Portland athletes in my DMs saying their dick is up If I spilled the tea, I know you dirty freaks would lick it up Yeah, show me sum Show me sum I turned down a trip to Italy to work on Kanye's album I knew it changed my life, but I just couldn't be around him I still crossover like Allen, I couldn't have stood on that Like The Roots on Jimmy Fallon, I'm too good for that Shoulders back, watch me lean Bounce with it, trampoline, in the booth, kerosene Drowning in it, submarine, stretch me out, limousine Lay me on a sateen, protein, creatine, free throw, routine And if they forget my name again, I gotta make them pay I'ma let y'all claim that you're the queen, cause I'm the ace of spades Level up and be the boss like this, it's just my day-to-day Y'all are falling short on my ears, it looks like a taper fade I don't wanna kick, I'm acoustic, I never skip the fees My city knows what it's doing, they gave the baton to me I'm taking this shit to the ribbon, track town USA My OGs gave me the keys, it's like I do ballet Show me sum Show me sum Yeah, okay, okay Y'all gonna have to bring it to the table, y'all gonna have to step y'all game up