(Yeah)
I just made a hit, I feel like God, bro
How you call me broke, but I just saw you whip a Volvo?
Bitch, I'm 17, I make more money than your mom, ho
And you said I'll never make it, but I guess I proved you wrong, bro
You my son, get yo' own flow (you my son)
Please don't ask me why I cheat, 'cause honestly, I don't know
Please don't ask me for a feature, pussy-boy, the store closed
And time will always tell if you gon' stay with me, or if you won't
And tell me why you mad for
You swear you makin' money, where's the cash, bro?
Ayy, this shit ain't what I asked for
Don't tell me that you love me, I been movin' (spee!)
Shawty tryna take my soul, she said I'll never get it back, bruh
Watch me hit it from the back
I got my thumb all up in her crack, bruh
Shit so sad, I gotta watch my back, I gotta keep that strap, bruh
I don't like to do the chit-chat 'cause most these niggas be cap, bruh
Head down, ass up
Talk down, you get smacked
You better switch if we get mad
Oh, thats yo bitch, I'm finna pass
Can't come to my hood, can't get no pass
Been makin' hits with Riovaz
These niggas not like that
Yes, we got made a hundred racks pop
I just made a hit, I feel like God, bro
How you call me broke, but I just saw you whip a Volvo?
Bitch, I'm 17, I make more money than your mom, ho
And you said I'll never make it, but I guess I proved you wrong, bro
You my son, get yo' own flow
Please don't ask me why I cheat, 'cause honestly, I don't know
Please don't ask me for a feature, pussy-boy, the store closed
And time will always tell if you gon' stay with me, or if you won't
I just made a hit, I feel like God
I feel like God
Feel like God