I go deep in that, she told me it's hurting 50 racks in this bag, made off one plate Skully AP on my wrist, this ain't no day-day FN Madden, the passenger, this my day-day Stealin' the chopper, that bag, get that box and I send it away Chains on my neck and it's chokin' me 45 cal in my pants and it's pokin' me She wanna suck on my d***, told her, totally Keep a small circle, I know they gon' phone on me This money done turned me sour ever since Newt's told on me All these baggage on my neck, I make her feel like I got a code on me They wanna ruin my name, ruin my image, they not even knowin' me They used to hate on my music, now they call and tell me it's goin' on me Been doin' this and I do it with ease Too many stars, they can't keep up with me F*** on that d***, Uber puller, she leaves Stealin' the chopper, that bag's movin' keys I go deep in that, and then bought her a Birkin Instagram model, I swear that she perfect Still kick her out when I'm done, I'm a servant I go deep in that d***, till she told me it's hurtin' Fifty racks in this bag, made off one plate She got your AP on my wrist, this ain't no Day-Day F***in' mad in the passenger, this my Day-Day Stealin' the chopper, that bag, get that box and I send it away Like I'm best friends and they know that I am, the real bitch holdin' weight I know she gon' eat up that d***, till that d*** get it fluid out the state Then get it moved out my way I get that drip on that d***, you didn't know that I'm havin' too much on my plate Put you on verse 48 I got some snakes in that grass, but that's all I'm in it with, my n****s been slidin' I got a opp on the corner, and I got my Glocks, I ain't got perfect timing And that's how I flash it, it's sparkin' Been callin' and double parkin' I drop my guns in that d***, you would think that I'm friends with a sergeant I go deep in that, and then bought her a Birkin Instagram model, I swear that she perfect Still kick her out when I'm done, I'm a servant I go deep in that d***, till she told me it's hurtin' Fifty racks in this bag, made off one plate She got your AP on my wrist, this ain't no Day-Day I've been ridin' the passenger, this my Day-Day Still in the chopper, that bag's got a box, and I send it away