Wth!

Ok is the hardest, I swear to god
W-we gon be ok
On god JB so fire

[Chorus]
I got cash for real, I got racks for real
I could tell off the rip that we won't match for real
Say you love me shorty, I pull up like, "what's the deal?"
They say they love me shorty, I pull up like, "what the hell?"
You were 'posed to be my friend
Can't trust nobody, but these blue benjamins
Yeah they lit me up, I just need my match again
Told them check me up, let's go start this match again

[Verse]
It's a iso, and bitch I'm in the fourth quarter
I-I'm not a ball hog, baby I'm a ball hoarder
Bitch I'm the top dawg, you collecting fucking quarters
I get my rocks off, doing shows and rocking tours
I get my rocks off, cracking ceils and cracking whores
I got my rocks off of popped a pill and pour four
She want money once again, I'm like, "oh of course"
And I'm sliding in the Benz, this is not a Porsche
Like Obi Wan Kenobi, bitch I use my force (Ok is the hardest, I swear to god)
Yes im white and I make money, I don't ride a horse (W-we gon be ok)
And my doors is suicidal, suicidal doors
And my hoe she suicidal, suicidal whores (On god JB so fire)

[Chorus]
I got cash for real, I got racks for real
I could tell off the rip that we won't match for real
Say you love me shorty, I pull up like, "what's the deal?"
They say they love me shorty, I pull up like, "what the hell?"
You were 'posed to be my friend
Can't trust nobody, but these blue benjamins
It ain't lit me up, I just need my match again
Told them check me up, let's go start this match again