Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh, I think they like me Yeah, these n****s like me Haters wanna fight me Yeah, these n****s mad cause I came up overnight Yeah, I switched it up, I got a 9-cuff tightie So you better do the right thing like Spidey Yeah, I'm super clean, rock jeans with a white tee N****s write songs, my n****s wanna bite me If you askin' figures, you'll be just like me Yeah, these n****s mad cause I'm shinin' like the light N****s talkin' bout y'all and they motherfuckin' throwback It ain't real, you know that, Muhammad, where they sold at We steppin' on these n****s like a motherfuckin' doormat When I hit the scene, they take pictures, call me O These hoes goin' crazy, I think they need some pros, yeah We the hottest thing in the market, and you know that So bitch, yo, stop, if you don't wanna go back We stackin' big faces, so you still spendin' on me Oh, I think they like me They don't wanna fight me, I'm snatchin' your ass up First n***a act up, first n***a get blows I'm majestic, gettin' shredded while I'm twirlin' and switchin' swords T-shirts drop like I'm some red shadow, white T-boy Self-made, self-paid, we lounge around in our white tee That shit black shirt, but get down in your brown tee A hundred throwback, who sport a jersey by Ali? And if he made one, he don't know they on site I'm all about my cash, ridin' around with a nice piece Real peace, ice, stay straight up like me You heard Pimpin' Phil, they shine so bright They gon' stand so close, vision blurs with ice blizz Spent my whole sport, no, you can't even touch a coupe Roll out the red carpet, high-fives to show a loop Carrie Baretto's, Cal Machado, we trendsetters I'm a franchise n***a, half a mill a bill Who I think they like? I love to motherfuckin' fight, but when shit get thick I call the clan, we grab the pipes, I'm with my motherfuckin' partners, they wrong, but when they right Trap up in all black, somebody stoppin' to see the light Some people say I'm crazy, but my eyes stay lazy That neck so sweet, ten bricks for the A Killin' fuck n****s when they don't wanna pay Wands in my shirt, stay clean, so I made We back on the block, serving glass to the J Look out, that glass drop, tell this shit, break his face Got a Ye's and a ball, clean wands stay laced Got a kingfish, tell it, get the fuck out the way Paint big shoes, use motor less race Young n***a tryna get it, but I care about the case If you want me, come and get me, bitch, I got a AK Ten young n****s, it's my clique and we don't motherfuckin' play Oh, I think they like me Oh, I think they like me