Antisocial, get right to the point
Oh, you mad because I'm movin' on
Runnin' through your head, it's a marathon
They left me for dead, ooh, they dead me wrong
Diamonds hit, diamonds hit
It's easy, why you lyin', bitch?
Tt, goin' on your six
Twin turbos to rock your shit
I admit, I admit
I have problems, I admit
Lv, I'm designed for it
So sad I'm no condiment
Bitch, it's the apocalypse
[?] She said that's it's not it
Too precious, they talkin' shit
Money mayweather, my diamonds hit
Ain't no quiet on this side, we turn it out
Need about hunnid racks to pop out
Got a whole lotta bands in my account
Spend it all before I got the chance to count
Yeah, this money comin' in, don't like to brag
Gotta spend it all, can't take it with me in a body bag
Antisocial, get right to thе point (yeah, yeah)
Oh, you mad becausе I'm movin' on
Runnin' through your head, it's a marathon
They left me for dead, ooh, they dead me wrong
Antisocial, you go and on
I don't wanna talk about this anymore
I don't know you but you go on and on
I don't wanna talk about this anymore
Are you done yet (done yet)
You've been runnin' your mouth since you walked in
If it ain't about the bag then why we talkin'?
If it ain't about the cash then why we talkin'?
Why we talkin'?
I'm on my boss shit
I'm on my [?], bitch
I'm on some do just what I want and fuck the cost shit
I'm on some if you cross me I will make you not exist
Turn you anonymous
Antisocial, get right to the point (ooh, yeah)
Oh, you mad because I'm movin' on
Runnin' through your head, it's a marathon
They left me for dead, ooh, they dead me wrong (yeah, yeah, yeah, uh)
Diamonds hit, diamonds hit
It's easy, why you lyin', bitch?
Tt, goin' on your six
Twin turbos to rock your shit
I admit, I admit
I have problems, I admit
Lv, I'm designed for it
So sad I'm no condiment
Antisocial, you go and on
I don't wanna talk about this anymore
I don't know you but you go on and on
I don't wanna talk about this anymore
