[Intro]
Ayy, Woods, light that shit up
(Woo-ha)
[Chorus]
I stay in my head
You wanna be rich, what you gon' do for that bread?
Fuck these niggas and fuck what they talkin'
I'm a baby shark, I'm surrounded by bosses
Bitch, don't let me get hungry, I'm killin' all you dolphins
When you step in my presence, you're steppin' in with caution
Step, nigga, step if you're gonna
Family time, lil' ho, I just came back from Florida
Niggas ain't give a shit but they act like they know us
My bitch hotter than yours, I fuck her on the tour bus
My life don't feel real 'cause this shit way too glorious
I had to be the one 'cause this shit wasn't made for us
[Verse 1]
Talk to the hand while I talk to my banker
She wanna get lit but I'm really not a drinker
Not a chance, girl, I will not go save her
Hope we get the chance to laugh about this later
[Bridge]
'Cause you really fucked up
'Cause you really fucked up right now
And I hope you havin' fun right now
'Cause you not in the morning, ayy
[Verse 2]
Walk through lookin' important, ayy
Ball on niggas like Jordan, ayy
Fuck on that hoe when she horny, ayy
I'm tryna swerve in a Porsche, ayy
Countin' shit up like a dork
I can't fuck on her, mission abort, ayy
Fuck it, I'm coppin' Dior
You play with this shit, we got choppers galore
Smokin' on gas 'til the pain is gone
Why won't they leave me alone?
I will not do you no harm
I put that bread in your dome
Niggas ain't give a shit but they act like they know us
We do what we want, they cannot control us
She wanna move too fast (Told that lil' hoe hold up)
You niggas want that clout but I'm just tryna grow up
Bitch better act her age or she gettin' kicked out the door
Out the door, that's just how life goes
(I’m on some shit like)
[Chorus]
I stay in my head
You wanna be rich, what you gon' do for that bread?
Fuck these niggas and fuck what they talkin'
I'm a baby shark, I'm surrounded by bosses
Bitch, don't let me get hungry, I'm killin' all you dolphins
When you step in my presence, you're steppin' in with caution
Step, nigga, step if you're gonna
Family time, lil' ho, I just came back from Florida
Niggas ain't give a shit but they act like they know us
My bitch hotter than yours, I fuck her on the tour bus
My life don't feel real 'cause this shit way too glorious
I had to be the one 'cause this shit wasn't made for us
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