[Chorus
What the **** a ***** mean?
B*****s treat me like a king
You can call me Mr. Clean
I just lied to your hoe
Put on autotune and told her I can really sing
Run up on me I’ma squeeze
Packin’, count the back end
Then we leave
**** the show money, that ain’t no money
I make more money sellin’ P’s
[Verse
Thank the Lord he blessed me with another plug
So you know I ran off on my other plug
I miss the [?
They can get it, I’m runnin’ up
My ****** be hatin’, I smell it
I duckin’ and dodgin’ felonies
I would just pull up broad day and start blowin’ at you
But I know they gonna tell on me
I left in a rental car, had about twenty on me
But came back with just money on me
I’m ******* these b*****s, she just can’t stop squirtin’ on me
She be suckin’ and slurpin’ on me
Call up the DaBaby and tell ‘em, stop s**ttin’ on me
All this sauce be drippin’ on me
See me in person and said it looked different on me
Saw all of my pictures, put kisses on ‘em
Can’t **** with ****** ‘cause ****** be switchin’ on me
I always saw a ***** in homie
I’m in the mall with my daughter in flip flops
But I still got a pistol on me
I buy my [?
But I still keep the ride with me
Two forties feel like the mob with me
**** what they talkin’ bout - I be like
[Chorus
What the **** a ***** mean?
B*****s treat me like a king
You can call me Mr. Clean
I just lied to your hoe
Put on autotune and told her I can really sing
Run up on me I’ma squeeze
Packin’, count the back end
Then we leave
**** the show money, that ain’t no money
I make more money sellin’ P’s