[Intro]
Bitch, I'm dead set on getting them big checks
Bitch, I’m dead set, not making no less than
Bitch, I’m dead set on balling with big nets
Bitch, I’m dead set, uh, uh, yeah
[Verse]
Ah
This shit no facade
Bad bitches a La Carte
Thots like you never thought
Young nigga beat the odds, these blues looking like blessings
New flight, new checks and check-ins
More shots, backshots and backends
Bitch, I’m so woke
See money, so old
And I’m so close
I see my wrist froze
I see my neck froze
Money to dispose-spose
Looking likе goals, goals, yeah
[Chorus]
Bitch, I’m dead set
Bitch, I’m dеad set
Bitch, I’m dead set
Bitch, I’m dead set
I’m so dead set
I’m so dead set
I’m so dead set
Ah!
[Post-Chorus]
Ah, young nigga beat the odds
Bad man beat the charge
Bad man beat the odds
Ah, young nigga beat the odds
Bad man beat the charge
Bad man beat the odds
[Outro]
(Bad man, bad man, bad man...)