All this mess on me, but look so clean
Pop out in McQueen, look like a dream
Got his bitch on me, that's on me
She just broke his heart, that's on me
Fye, fye, fye, fye, fye We Keep magazines
I just left the bank, that's a lot of cash on me
To the top I come first
These niggas, they last to me
I'm so high off this earth
I'm with H4LFTIME smokin' broccoli
Put like three grams in that bitch, we smokin' backwoods
I can't fuck around with no fakes, don't roll in rat hoods
Ain't no bitch can't change my mood up like these racks could
This that certain type of money, make her act good
That's on me, that's on me, that's on me, that's on me
Turn your girl to a slut, that's on me, that's on me
That's on me, that's on me, that's on me, that's on me
Turn your girl to a slut, that's on me, that's on me
They gon' slide, that's on me
Hyed park, that's on me
Throw away baby Louie, my sneak
She wasn't my bae, she was my sneak
Thirty tucked, please don't reach I got all this ice on me
Honestly, high as can be
Ain't no playin' with H4LFTIME on me
She won't stop callin' want me come over and crash some
Told her I love her, sorry I lied, I'm higher than NASA
I came from nothin' so I wanna live a little faster
And that's on me, yeah, and that's on me
All this mess on me, but look so clean
Pop out in McQueen, look like a dream
Got his bitch on me, that's on me
She just broke his heart, that's on me
That's on me, that's on me, that's on me, that's on me
Turn your girl to a slut, that's on me, that's on me
That's on me, that's on me, that's on me, that's on me
Turn your girl to a slut, that's on me, that's on me