Im, Im, Im, Im—
Im at the bank, beatin it down 
Right fore I make all my rounds 
I beat that ho with no sound 
Bitch, know Im YSL-bound 
Whole half a mil for a show, ho
Watch me control the whole crowd 
Jewelry on, aint no choice but be loud
Ice on my neck, I can drown 
I Uber eat Mr. Chow 
Something to put in her mouth 
I make her fly to the West 
Then tell that lil bird to go South 
How you want Birkins and shit 
When you aint even got a house? 
We get in one argument, you gon live in that purse when Im kickin you out 
I dont fuck with no broke bitches, aint no doubt
That be chasin them rich niggas for the clout
Put they head in the ceilin, in the clouds 
And then they go runnin they mouth 
And then they go tellin they friends 
Talkin bout, He aint a man 
That shit be makin me hot, hot
Cause baby girl, Im not a fan
Who that? 
Say you keep it real, you dont do that 
Everybody lyin like, True that 
Fuck new friends, where the loot at? 
Yeah , who that?
That my lil bitch, dont move that 
Ass might break your whole crewneck 
Now its time to get a whole new bag , yeah
Milkin the game, I want everything from hundreds to change 
House is insane, glass porch, you could sleep in the rain 
I forgot to tell you that the kids say they want a private plane
I forgot to tell you that that girl say she need a Prada-da bang 
Name one nigga that live what they talkin bout 
Death to a nigga that lie on the trap house 
I gave her ass a little bit more, then she tapped out 
Hit the 2 Live Crew like ass up, face down
Uh, uh, uh, hella diamonds, hella watches, hella rings and chains 
Couple colors, I got red, rose gold, white, and plain 
Start a engine, watch it, Vroom, vroom, then I switch all the lanes 
Half a million dollars on the car and I aint even drove it yet
Ayy, half a million dollars on my tax, I just had to go pay the shit 
To speak to me, you better leave me direct, I dont talk to no middleman 
I just came back from taxin a girl that I met off the Internet 
I just turned her body plastic, now she lookin like a silhouette
Milkin the game, I want everything from hundreds to change 
House is insane, glass porch, you could sleep in the rain 
I forgot to tell you that the kids say they want a private plane
I forgot to tell you that that girl say she need a Prada-da bang