Lyrics
They say they made me, say that shit again
Rather have an enemy than another fake friend
You went way over your head, welcome to the deep end
Still a player, punisher, they just playin' pretend
They don't get realer than this, home alone got Richie Rich
Antisocial on the go, please excuse me, Roddy Ricch
Born to win, it's positive
Sign that deal, move profit in
Ah heard him say he made me, Ah heard her say she made me
How when you ain't help me, mentally? Ah said, how when y'all was all against me?
This time I came back for everything that they owe me(That they owe me)
This time I came back for everything that they owe me(Owe)
Selfish with the money, but my bank is never lonely
Twenty-four pack per goal shot, Kobe
Everything new, bitch, but I'm still the old me
Ah'm Vafy, baby, but Ah'm still the old me
Everything new, but I'm still the old me
Ah been in my shell, producing hits like Ah'm Turtle uh
Gotta catch em all, yeah, Ah hopped out with that Squirtle uh
Bought that bitch some hair, she act like she jump hurdles uh
Took her to the beach, hell nah, not no Myrtle uh
Baby, what's my name? Gone and solve it just like wordle uh
Who he think he talkin' to? Now nobody heard him uh
How Ah'm in this darkness, still on that phone with sunlight
Slidin' out that creepy crawler, it's lookin' like it's midnight
She steady tryna milk me, you know, tryna get her bones right
Every time Ah'm in the kitchen, you in the kitchen tryna cook right
Put some water on that shit, make sure you know it's loctite
Frog in that arm, if it jump back, you know you did it right
They wanna be a millionaire, but already used them lifelines
That 50-50 chance gone, too, and that crowd real quiet
Said he in the jam, Ah ain't know he meant the choir
Gotta get rid of that whistleblower, take Omar off that wire
Only he ever had the newest, Ah can't roll on used tires
Broke-ass pocket watchers, drive theirs to the wires
Child support kick my ass, no, Ah won't retire
These fools quit on they passions, man, Ah guess they all tired
Ah should change they pronouns to bitch-ass bitches
Tell 'em Ah ain't ever givin' up, bitch, even after riches uh
New, new, want me, wanna hang with me like new sis
Seem like she made in China, all Ah know, she look important
Goldilocks, always tryna steal a nigga porridge
Just might pop up like Louisiana and put that on some corpses
Ah always been a real soldier, they can't fit in my corpse, yeah
Successful missions, hit the crib, in and out just like abortions Vafy
Upping stats for the cash, Ah'm on your ass, fuck extortions
Up in stats for the cash, Ah'm on your ass, fuck extortions
Writer(s): Morris Martinez
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