(Perfect)
Don't ask how much I made, it's on me (bitch, it's on me)
Don't ask how much I made, it's— (I keep it on me, oh yeah, oh yeah)
Don't ask how much I made, it's on me (bitch, it's on me, oh yeah, oh yeah)
Don't ask how much I made, it's— (oh yeah)
This shit took a long time, had to stay down
My boy outside with that stick with a hundred round on it
Pop out, don't make a sound, yeah
Pick a dead opp out the ground, yeah
And my bitch got a real deal ass on her
Told them fuck boys I don't play like Sony
Put a fuck nigga on a plate 'cause I'm hungry
Don't ask how much I made, it's on me
Yeah, yeah, don't ask how much I made, it's on me (let's go)
These niggas so damn fake and phony
Damn, I'm with your bae, she on me
On the top floor, chilling with Lonely
Bitch, I get on and put on all my homies
Bought designer shit for a check, put it on me
If you think I would switch for a check, you don't know me
This shit took a long time, had to stay down
My boy outside with that stick with a hundred round on it
Pop out, don't make a sound, yeah
Pick a dead opp out the ground, yeah
And my bitch got a real deal ass on her (on her)
Told them fuck boys I don't play like Sony (like Sony)
Put a fuck nigga on a plate 'cause I'm hungry (I'm hungry)
Don't ask how much I made, it's on me (it's on me)
If you think I would switch for a bitch, you don't know me (you don't know me)
I was raised to move smart and be quick 'cause they on me (they on me)
I be out, I'm not hidin', lil' bitch, but they know me (but they know me)
She seen I was 'bout that check and she put it on me
Woah, these niggas, they not my homies (my homies)
I was broke and fucked up, they act like they ain't know me (they don't know me)
And your ho, she see that my wrist is real frozen
When she pull up, I leave her mouth open
This shit took a long time, had to stay down
My boy outside with that stick with a hundred round on it (let's go)
Pop out, don't make a sound, yeah
Pick a dead opp out the ground, yeah
And my bitch got a real deal ass on her (on her)
Told them fuck boys I don't play like Sony (like Sony)
Put a fuck nigga on a plate 'cause I'm hungry (I'm hungry)
Don't ask how much I made, it's on me (it's on me)
Don't ask how much I made, it's on me (bitch, it's on me)
Don't ask how much I made, it's— (I keep it on me)
Don't ask how much I made, it's on me (bitch, it's on me)
Don't ask how much I made, it's— (let's go)