Lamar Jackson

Put me anywhere on God's green earth and I'ma make it work

Money flowing, watch how they get thirsty

And these **** say they in they bag, it's Tory Burch

I've been in my Birkin, she can't get a Birkin, don't deserve it

Them boys don't put no work in

I swear it feel like they losing on purpose, I hear the birds talking, yeah, they chirping

But they ain't getting no paper

Baddie pull up big body suburban, a pretty young thing but she take Perkys

It's like she was a Olay, I ran out, ain't doing no favors

From the block now, I be on the stages, got them hoes waiting

Money bring more problems so when they hate me, I get more paper

Money bring more problems, I could tell why they don't like me

I stopped hitting juggs but for that blrrd, I do boy sheisty

Still got rackys in the shoe box like it's some old Nikes

Forty thousand for the lawyer fees

Ain't crying 'bout that shit 'cause we got more of these

I separate myself 'cause they annoying me

They could keep the love, just give me loyalty

Straight up out the hood, we live like royalty

Kidnap a pussy rapper for his royalties

I ain't satisfied, I need a billi'

Like, let's go fill up the bag, this shit look low to me

Bad bitch from the block said she was over me

Bad bitch from the block like she got smoke with me

I hit that, she like, "Choke me", she eat it up, she so freaky but she don't go with me

That first Rollie was a trophy, I could cop a Richie for no reason

Gold bottles and gold pieces, how the hell I ain't the MVP?

I've been putting number up the whole season

Diamonds punching, I'm with the bloody like my nose bleeding

Hood fave, I'm just cut different, it ain't no secret

They ain't playing through no speaker, that boy ain't fucking with my old leaks

He a gangster, why he post me?

I was gon' violate, they was like, "Chip Critch, that's OD"

Fuck the shooters, still go and see 'em, **** hating and I'm on his BM

Beam with me but I'm in the Benz, pour the lean, mix it up blended

Ease with me, tell her bring a friend, how you sleep? Money don't rest

Can't lose man, it won't happen

My opps don't got no motion, my opps don't get no action

I can't play no games know what I'm worth, feel like Lamar Jackson

Double cup so good, I take a sip and then I start smacking

I learn that since young, they don't respect words, gotta start smacking

**** had they run, it's time to wrap it up though, start packing

I want every dollar, every hunnid, money overlapping

I want every bitch under the son, my hoes too attractive