Research - YSN Flow

Uh, oh

I’m on they ass like some white on some rice

Everything off the dome, I don’t like what I write

Know these niggas all cap, they gon' type what they type

Oh, oh, L462, on Granny

Oh, okay

Couple dollars a day keep my pockets okay

From the trenches where we don’t use banks

We stuff bands in the safe

I was in mama’s uterus thinkin' 'bout cake

Know they research the drip, I ain’t spillin' the drank

Mama always told me do what I’m 'posed to

Blue-strip Benji’s, only thing that I’m close to

Bitch, I’ma do what I want to

Give her dick, I’ma fuck with my chains on

She don’t know what to do, she ain’t used to this

I ain’t really want none of the foolishness

I get money, don’t do none of that stupid shit

I’m a youngin' who act up, so I’m pourin' the Act' up

Dick in her back, fuck her back up

She call me daddy while I pull her tracks up

Ballin' on niggas, I need a new matchup

Oh my God, these niggas be fake, they be cappin'

Ballin' like AI, don’t need me no practice

My personal safe used to be in my mattress

Surprised and I know they ain’t think I would do it

Bro gotta eat, I’ma show 'em to do it

Don’t give a fuck what they think 'bout my music

I’m still makin' money, they hopin' I lose it

I’m never gon' stop 'til that Patek got boogers

And mama can kick up her feet in the hills

Rainbow the money, got twenties and fifties

But my favorite dollar got blue on the bill

I rock Armani, Givenchy, and Gucci

I remember them days I was steppin' in Fila

Said I wouldn’t be shit, so I showed my ass

I got doubted by every single one of my teachers

Couple dollars a day keep my pockets okay

From the trenches where we don’t use banks

We stuff bands in the safe

I was in mama’s uterus thinkin' 'bout cake

Know they research the drip, I ain’t spillin' the drank

Mama always told me do what I’m 'posed to

Blue-strip Benji’s, only thing that I’m close to

Bitch, I’ma do what I want to

I got sick of the bleachers, gon' ball now

To the top, ain’t no way I’ma fall down

I remember when them bitches tried to dub me

All them thotties wanna call now

I can’t ever go back to the basics

They took a nap and woke up when I made it

I mix the X and the lean to get faded

They wanna talk to me now that I’m famous

Life is a gamble, I’m shootin' my dice

Bitch, I’m poppin' the tag, give a fuck 'bout the price

Bitch, I’m postin' a pic', give a fuck 'bout a like

Bitch, I been on they ass like some white on some rice

Always go off the dome, I don’t like what I write

Know them niggas all cap, they gon' type what they type

Heard he hang with the rats, I got snakes who will strike

Mama, they thinkin' 'bout takin' my life

Ain’t that shit crazy?

I’m only a youngin'

And niggas show envy, them niggas wan' kill me

I got me a dime and she stay by my side

No, she can’t do no trick for no mofuckin' penny

I split it with the gang, how the fuck am I stingy?

Got shooters on go, man, that shit can get busy

And my diamonds ain’t SI, I rock VVS

Chandelier, when I walk you can see me

I remember they wouldn’t buy my CD

Now they wan' see me 'cause I’m goin' RiRi

I made the drip, all these niggas wan' be me

Stack up that bread for them people who need me

Split that shit up with the gang, ain’t no way that I’m greedy

It ain’t this easy, I make it look easy

This off the dome, you ain’t gotta believe me

I’m goin' so hard, wanna star on that TV

Couple dollars a day keep my pockets okay

From the trenches where we don’t use banks

We stuff bands in the safe

I was in mama’s uterus thinkin' 'bout cake

Know they research the drip, I ain’t spillin' the drank

Mama always told me do what I’m 'posed to

Blue-strip Benji’s, only thing that I’m close to

Bitch, I’ma do what I want to