(I mean, I mean, I mean, I)
(I mean, I mean, I mean, I)
Cookin' dope let me cook it, yeah
Jackin' ass out the bushes, yeah
Do-si-dos syrup, yeah
Gold diggers out of van, yeah
A gang of bitches bought purses, yeah
I did it all for one verse
I'm sendin' service out to Virg', yeah
I'm leavin' my mark on the earth
Takin' my drugs in doses
Fuckin' my bitch by the pack
Came from the motherfuckin' mud
First to put the hood on the jet
First to put the hood on Molly
Then wе put the hood on X
Fuck what a bitch gotta say
I'm not securing my bag
Trappin' in Atlanta, bought three, four, five Phantoms
Drug dеalers, murder and the scammers
Crocodile Birk' for your manners
Fourty-seven racks on sand
Burberry Mink on camera
Pour the Wock' down the fountain
Walk a nigga down on camera
Ski mask cover my face up
Skull wallet chain, santana
Show a real nigga what you made of
Hit 'em in the top right now
Fakin' on Wock' right now
Catching my Glock right now
Marni on my sock right now
Your bitch give me mop right now
To finesse on the road out the town
Drunk the pain up then swung up the pound
Sell the dope, babygirl, my house
Bust the jewels, babygirl, my house
Cut 1600 out a ounce
Bought a foreign, could barely pronounce
One chain and it cost 'bout a house
Paid them all a couple fives then bounce
Tomato the guts, a Ferrari
Hit this new necklace, this Bugatti
Sippin' all out the drank, it's exotic
Get paid just to talk out of pocket
Once you friends load it up then you cock it
If these bitches out of frames, got me cocky
Robbers take off with the lingo and chop it
Make me crush up the scene with no problem
Swearin' these bitches gon' ch [?]
Hopped out the Uber, next thing you know I bought Uber
Hopped out the Uber, next thing you know, I bought Uber
Don't come in with rumors, don't at me none, you can Google
Do I look happy, do I look happy to you?
(Do I look happy to you?)
Comin' in like damn, where you get from?
Comin' in like damn, where you sent from?
Had just hopped up out the Uber
Next week prolly bought Uber
Don't wanna come at me, son with a rumor
Matter fact, at me, nothing you can Google
Runnin' up a million being frugal
Nigga, I was at yo' mama house, eating noodles
And we all wanna be happy
Do I look happy, do I look happy to you?
(Do I look happy to you, do I look happy to you?)
