Okay I’m Rambo I ramshack I’m next to that cheese like rat traps On top of that green like grass ass That’s over y'all head like snapbacks I get it where I fit in, put up then I put in Tryna find an ass I can put my fucking foot in Run this shit no I run this shit Don’t give one fuck bitch I done this shit I did what I say I did Did not fabricate one bit I have been the fucking realest since my exit near the clit That’s where I was born fuck what you on All about me bitch fuck what you doin' Round of applause bitches slap me with some clappin Show my whole fucking ass like a fat bitch chaps But I’ll be running that shit like a motherfuckin' tracker Like I run on sense like a motherfuckin' chopper Like a cheetah in the jungle but I’m motherfucking faster Like a pre-teen boy in the church with a pastor Hold up I’m not serious I’m just playin—psych Fuck your opinion bitch I mean it when I’m sayin that
[Hook: Angel Haze] Money and more money is the only shit I’m after You can cut the fake shit I’m not a motherfuckin' actor I’m on top of my green like a motherfucking tractor You niggas you ‘bout to be bitches you bitches 'bout to be Casper