IF I WERE YOU, I’D PLOT ON ME TOO!

[Intro]
Turn up

[Verse]
He put little money on my head, I feel the disrespect
And Polar getting checks when everybody slept, I don't know what’s next
All my opps are dead like elderly bears up in their den
And I been humble for so long that I think i forgot how to flex (Huh)
All this oney on me like hoes on Charlie Sheen penis (Huh)
I'm a hot boy, but I don't itch like an STD meaning
That if I get paid, please make it in BTC or USD
Please N’
I'm not afraid, I be sliding in through that lameo's block just like a USB stick
You a lame and a pussy, hopе you never find my music, keep on sleeping
I don't cater to no pussy, hoеs be useless like some cheap shit
If I were you, I'd plot on me too, that's just facts though
If that thot were a pirate, she'd be known as wack throat
I can't scam a bitch, I gotta let them know I’m trustworthy
We do shit behind they back and their lame ass not even turning
2021 and bitches still not on the wave I’m makin' (Ay)
If you not makin’ money over there, then best believe I'm staying
If you snitching, I don't think you even want to have that brain
Quit that bitching! We finna go out and go hit this stain
I don't parle nor conversate so how you know my name
I can’t trust a square if they ain't in my circle, so tell me what's your gain
I'm coming to the top, it's inevitable, I can't even complain
I hate rappers, they needa stop, I meant it though, you're all in my range
He say he got the chain from Dang but it not the same
You say that's what you claim, your neck got stains, I'm smelling somethin' strange
I know that it's fake but hey, imma snatch it anyway
Now ya neck colder than the arctic on a Winter day
I'm a real baller but I know, I ain't came to play
Brodie got some shooters putting boys in baskets, like they in the NBA