I roll with my dawgs We slip and we fall We don't listen to y'all I hit a swisher, we ball, wait look You just a fraud, wait You just a mirage, wait I'm in the garage I need a massage I'm cookin' the sauce and I'm 'bout to floss And I'm 'bout to (flex) I hear the applause, I'm gettin' them cheques I heard you just hit the road, Pete Wentz I guess all this rock and roll shit ain’t a stretch I'm bout to put Hello Kitty on my neck Just to show whack rappers how to get it I slaughtered the beat and I never regret it I'm signing to Hov just to help with my credit You get me look, look Sometimes I feel like a trapper Sometimes I feel like a rapper I'm in the 6 with my Raptors But my boy Roy Backwoods Pull up on me, a disaster You get them cheques in you head Independent to the brain I think I do insane, yeah Sometimes I feel like a trapper Sometimes I feel like a rapper I'm in the 6 with my Raptors But my boy Roy Backwoods Pull up on me, a disaster You get them cheques in you head Independent to the brain I think I do insane, yeah You still caught up in the game I don't need a private plane I just wanna heal the poverty When it comes to rap, I'm the anomaly Put a pretty pendant to a prophecy Sit at Jon and Vinny's poppin' bottles We just need to get a Tesla with the throttle Autopilot 'til tomorrow Girl you still fed up, don't lie to me Your body I hit the lottery I'ma go build me a colony Speak up I only talk guaponese (ya, ay) Why can't you wait on the beat, ya That's just my name in the streets, ya They call me Jaden the beast, ya Hundred grand no misogyny Hundred grand, diamonds all on me, look Hundred grand for monogamy Hundred grand, diamonds all on me Hundred grand no misogyny Hundred grand, diamonds all on me Hundred grand for monogamy On the gram, you should follow me Hundred grand, need a hunnid You was walkin', I was runnin' Come and get it if you want it Bought Kombucha in abundance My baby mama like stunnin' That was none I was stunnin' Niggas still runnin' from us I got 'em going bananas