Show of Hands

Take his chains, shorty, leave your mans for me (can I trust you?)

Grab this cam, shorty, OnlyFans for me, uh

By a show of hands, who want a fatal? Throw them hands

Told me, "Show a Benz," just play your card, don't show your hand (uh)

Necklace gave me shoulder cramps

Pinky ring your show advance

I just sent a telegram

Grandma, your boy the man

Necklace gave me shoulder cramps

Pinky ring your show advance

Bracelet, Rollie, both 'em dance

A half a mill' on both 'em hands

I'm a trap nigga, better watch your ho (uh)

Ain't no bap, nigga kickin' in your door (nigga)

Yeah (woo), Chrome Hearty, I just bought the whole store

I blew her head up, now they call her the G.O.A.T

Turned the swag up, her last nigga was broke

Bought all them bags for her, can't fit 'em in her closet

She can change the 'fit up least 'bout three times a day

Ain't use a condom, we fuck three times a day

This bitch so pretty, I wanna skeet it on her face

I done took the Adderall just to count up my cake

I'm goin' Bugatti shoppin', fuckin' up this paper

First time I smashed it, I was highly sedated

It get past 3 a.m., I'm way out of my mind

Cost three-eighty and it barely got any diamonds

Skeleton, faded, spent a rack on it

My lawyer gon' eat the case, that's what these racks for

Necklace gave me shoulder cramps

Pinky ring your show advance

I just sent a telegram

Grandma, your boy the man

Necklace gave me shoulder cramps

Pinky ring your show advance

Bracelet, Rollie, both 'em dance

A half a mill' on-

Verse one

Call up Pluto, Metro, should've put me on the first one

Niggas swear they bitch the baddest, I just bagged the worst one

Niggas in they feelings over women, what, you hurt or somethin'?

I smash before you birthed, son, Flacko hit it first, son

Still don' trust you, it's always us, never them

Heard you dropped your latest shit

Funny how it just came and went (ha-ha-ha)

Money long, but you know I gotta keep it trim (trim)

Her waist small, but she ain't slim

They call me Flacko Jodye, but I'm him (grim)

Ain't shit change, bitch

Upgraded a lame bitch

Stay up in your lane, bitch

My wrist a plain jane, bitch

She fuck me 'cause I'm famous

And they don't speak my language

But bet she know my name, bitch

A stainless 'cause I don't trust a thing, bitch (why don't you trust me?)

Fuck on her tongue, but really I just hit a lick (lick, lick)

No more Balenci' (uh), I'm gettin' really tired of Rick (tired of that shit)

Cough up a lung (lung), that Bloomin' new Biscotti hit ('scotti)

First of the month (uh, month), I'm livin' in your head rent-free (Boominati, nigga)

Necklace gave me shoulder cramps

Pinky ring your show advance

I just sent a telegram

Grandma, your boy the man

Necklace gave me shoulder cramps

Pinky ring your show advance

Bracelet, Rollie, both 'em dance

A half a mill' on both 'em hands

I'm a trap nigga, better watch your ho (can I trust you?)

Ain't no bap, nigga kickin' in your door (nigga)

Chrome Hearty, I just bought the whole store

I blew her head up, now they call her the G.O.A.T

Turned the swag up, her last nigga was broke (uh)

Bought all them bags for her, can't fit 'em in her closet

She can change the 'fit up least 'bout three times a day (uh)

Fuck keepin' this shit hip-hop

I wanna see a fuck nigga bleed out (nigga)

(I knew we couldn't trust them)

Everybody's doin' it down there

We really, you know, we was the ones that originated it in the first place

So we gon' stick to the script

They'll leave our style alone 'fore we leave it alone, know what I'm talkin' 'bout?