Yeah, nowadays I get what I want Lately been spendin' up bag Addicted to gettin' that cash Addicted to poppin' them tags Money was made for the sad Now my ex-bitch callin' back Saw me come up out the random Didn't wait long, now that bitch throwin' tantrum Her friends fell in love when I fell in the flame In my DMs talkin' bout her handsome I know that they hate me and want me for ransom It's nothin' new, I won't give it to them I eat the hate up and spit it right back My lyrics like bullets, I'm shootin' yo' ass Women come and go with the cash You gon' learn, and learnin' *** fast They gon' fold, fold on the ass I get my medicine straight out the bag I'm a prospect, not from Earth I feel like a mosh Matter of fact, bitch, I came from a star ship My bitch feel like a coffin Now I'm wakin' up, if I run into opps, I'mma off I don't know if you think that you stoppin' What I got goin' on? Got a semi with auto on This ain't no autocorrect Bitch, it's a threat Now I'm comin' at your neck Niggas act cute like a pet Salt like a Pop-Tart At last, they got no heart Shawty, the ones that's pretendin' Insecurities, they always offendin' Mad about a bitch, I already been it That bitch for everybody, we ain't spoken a minute Niggas still in the picture And I'm still leavin' with it It ain't nice, now I'm around I can't conform, I ain't fallin' back, no But she need more, she got to attach her Addicted to me like I'm on one Three dozen for that new Red Coins Walk around, look like a mummy Psychedelics in my tummy Swipe, swipe, I'mma get it all, yeah Nowadays, I get what I want Lately been spendin' up back Addicted to gettin' that cash Addicted to poppin' them tanks Money was made for the sand Now my ex-bitch callin' back Saw me come up out the random Didn't wait long, now that bitch throwin' tantrums Her friends fell in love when I fell under fame And my DMs talkin' bout her handsome I know that they hate me and want me for ransom It's nothin' new, I won't give it to them I eat the hate up and spit it right back Malaria's like bullets, I'm shootin' yo' ass Women come and go with the cash You gon' learn, learnin' so fast They gon' fold, fold under ass I get my medicine straight out the bag Brand new Corvette, come to smashin' the gas They made me mad, now I'm back in my bag I hope my man and my side never crash Wipe out the cat, tryna dodge my past We catch that boy, then we robbin' his ass It's depressin', boy, I don't need to cash Spent some bitches half a million on lashes I can kick it, but I don't like to brag Holdin' it made me mad, I'm bout to turn up I got my glizzy, wish a n***a run up You can come get your bitch, cause I don't wanna I rent my millions up from out the corner I'm the one out here doin' what I wanna My lil' bruh rent it up off marijuana Round in the winter, turn up in the summer Trap hop a sport, I press it, then I lunge I'm thinkin', God, ain't no more free lunge Got suspended, me and Grinny hunge House a bum in here like he used to want it Now I got it, I don't even stay there I get eaten, I don't play fair Parties beat me up, me and them haters On they top, make em drop And I don't give a ***, I don't cop Nowadays I get what I want, lately been spendin' up bad Addicted to gettin' that cash Addicted to poppin' them tags Money was made for the sad Now my ex-bitch callin' back Saw me come up out the random Didn't wait long, now that bitch throwin' tantrum My friends fell in love when I fell into fame And my DMs talkin' bout, hey, handsome I know that they hate me and want me for ransom It's nothin' new, I won't give it to them I eat the hate up and spit it right back My lyrics like bullets, I'm shootin' your ass Women come and go with the cash You gon' learn and learnin's too fast They gon' fold, fold on the ass I get my medicine straight out the bag