Ooh-ooh, mmm-mm Ooh-ooh, woah, woah, yeah You a yes man, I'm a rich boy (throw some Ds on her) I'm a breast man, I'ma skeet on her, make a mess And she gon' look up to me, I'm who she proud of I come from where it's hustlers, pimps, players and don dadas Yeah Yeah, yeah New shit might get spooky, had to bring the ways back Stupid lil' bitch wan' reminisce about some shit from way back When you slackin' on the job, that's when they try and take that Niggas really think they cutthroat 'cause they talkin' out they necks Why don't you get out your feelings? Middle fingers to these niggas They wanna see me turn to the villain, either way though, I'ma kill 'em When they tried to tell me, "No," I said, "No, motherfucker, yes" (yes) Yes (huh), yes (huh), yes (huh), yes (huh) Yes (huh), yes (huh), yes (huh), yes (huh) Yes (tss), yes (huh), yes (huh) When they tried to tell me, "No," I said, "No, motherfucker, yes" (huh) Yes (huh), yes (huh), yes (huh), yes Fuck you mean? My life real GTA And I need a payment in ETH Right now the motherfucker ETA And I be the champ, nigga, year after year, after year Yeah, I'm goin' three-peat wave I ain't droppin' no dime, you boys cheapskates And I'm stickin' to the course, no PGA Hoes plottin' on me, that's so cliché Five-star suite, five-star general, yeah, bitch, and I'm goin' AWOL (AWOL) How the fuck a young nigga got his whole logo On a jersey and a nigga don't play ball? Stupid niggas been like, "Where you been?" All I said, "The fuckin' rocket, bitch, I'm 'bout to go take off" (take off) Bitch, I'ma fly my own PJ, fuck you mean? Top flight security of the world, Craig Goofy-ass highs Niggas got my name in they mouth 'cause I'm all in their girl head I stuck to the code, niggas can't decode me If they pushin' my buttons, it's code red Twenty thousand bitches prayin' that we break up You that nigga, why you sleepin'? I'm him when I wake up Yeah, holy matrimony where I stack the cake up This right here the realest game I probably ever gave up When they tried to tell me, "No," I said, "No, motherfucker, yes" (yes) Yes (huh), yes (huh), yes (huh), yes (huh) Yes (huh), yes (huh), yes (huh), yes (huh) Yes (tss), yes (huh), yes (huh) When they tried to tell me, "No," I said, "No, motherfucker, yes" (huh) Yes (huh), yes (huh), yes (huh) Yes Yeah Yes I would rather give y'all my soul, I don't have to sell it Might take a piss off your rap Mount Rushmore after I scale it Blue strips when I do hit the strip, know we fuckin' it up like Elvis No broke talk, G.O.A.T. talk Money talkin' to me, like I don't need no motherfuckin' therapist Brought it right back to the crib like it's nowhere else to go I was in North Carolina throwin' up them pyramids with Hov Confirmation that my ancestors built pyramids, for sure Nothin' happens by coincidence, it's written in the scrolls Fuckin' wifey types like hoes I can't even put on my clothes, bitch, I gotta go Pockets so deep, it implodes Who keepin' up with the score? I don't plateau Niggas back up in that mode And I don't weigh no pros or no cons 'cause I only know pros Fuck what you sellin' me I lay the play down to run this bitch, I think they tellin' me, "No"