text: Yeah, yeah, yeah 
  Yeah, yeah, yeah 
  Im smokin tarantula 
  Bae gave it to me 
  You dig? Yeah, hold up, hm
  Ima pull up so lit, I just might crash, dawg
  Let me take this Balenciaga mask off to ask yall, Who asked yall?
  Cita told me to stunt my ass off, thats all
  Bop-bop-bop-bop-bop, he was a good cat, my bad, dawg
  Dont put no K after that B-Boy, Bad kall, thats flag talk
  Fuck around and knock your flag off, I had to
  I wore a Gat before a tattoo, I had to
  As a matter of fact, I had two
  No cap, Im on them capsules, I done relapsed, boo
  But I been on my feet since Cinderella lost her glass shoe
  The cash blue, but Im still seein green
  Im in the bathroom, and Im peein lean
  My bitch a vacuum
  I told her, Keep me clean, the scene serene
  Im a badonkadonk and bikini fiend
  I just need a queen that aint scared to fuck a Stephen King
  I used to live next door to Drake and Momma Dee
  And Lisa Dee on Eagle Street
  How I go from bars on the screen door to the TV screen?
  Dont ask me, but never change the channel
  Gucci flannel, Gucci socks, Gucci sandals
  Gucci teddy bears, and pandas, not fake
  Propaganda bout to blow out the candle
  My lil ho out Atlanta, got a ho out Atlanta
  With a ho out Atlanta, she a ho out Atlanta
  We get it, its the same in each city
  My bitch dance better than P. Diddys
  And ever since the pandemic
  They dont wanna let Drake out of Canada
  I been screamin, Free Drizzy
  I know bae trust my vision but dont want me to see prison
  Said, I cant make no promises, either leave or come visit
  But leave the keys to your heart next to your soul and your spirit
  Some see graffiti as art, some could see hoes to be women
  But Im the greediest shark amongst an ocean of killers
  I put you six feet deep, Im bein socially distant
  Nina Ross on the hip, the .44 is my mistress
  Extra shots, extra clips, aint talkin videos nor vixens
  Just come and see about it, bitch
  Tunechi
  Ayo, I am the star in any room that I stand in
  I am the standout, you just my stand-in
  These bitches copy my homework, thats what they hand in
  Thats why Im private like the airports I land in
  Life is a beach house, dont let the sand in
  I ball in any arena, go let the fans in
  I should go cop a new jersey, thats word to Camden
  These bitches time tick-tockin, better stick to dancin
  I D&G the wallet, my money tall and brolic
  Big-ass backyards, just so Papa Bear can frolic
  One Margherita pizza with Parmesan and garlic
  These bitches thirsty, I can see why they alcoholics
  Aint gotta ever talk about it when you are about it
  Just bought a new car, not to drive it, but to walk around it
  Just call me Nicki, cock the blicky, the Minaj is silent
  Brand new vanilla Maserati, I been Häagen-Dazsin
  He call me solid even though Im drippin, water diet
  Big booty stickin out, my Daisy Dukesll cause a riot
  These bitches still my sons, who could ever deny it?
  My packs hit different, who could ever supply it?
  No one bitch could be my opp, that shit offends me
  Its corporate giants and machines that went against me
  I wash bitches, man, they couldnt even rinse me
  She said she hot, I said, Well, bitch, come and convince me
  Aint no C in green, but Im seein green
  Even with them floor seats, they couldnt see the team
  The K-I-N-G, the G.O.A.T., plus me, the Queen
  I send shots, send em back or flee the scene
  You know, one of the perils of makin money is
  You can afford to be dramatic
  Yall some drama queens, for real
  Its all good, though
  You now tuned in to the biggest ever
  YMCMB, Tunechi Lee, Young Angel, Young Lion, man
  Yall boys get on a track with Onika Maraj, and yall still dyin
  Man, whats up? We in this bitch
  This aint gon be the first time that I do numbers on two crutches
  Seen more plaques than toothbrushes
  Until Im at the pearly white gates, I gotta move somethin, do somethin
  All meetings happen in person, so they cant prove nothin
  Known her eight years and still fuck her like a new husband
  Tryna run a country like Putin one day, but whos rushin, whos bluffin? For real
  Who you huggin, who you wanna be lovin?
  I play forty-eight minutes on a torn meniscus, whos subbin?
  El Chico luxury, wanna see my niggas ball so bad, I started up a league
  Fuck with me, you niggas cant trouble me from the Doubletree
  Step your suites up, I get Oliver to set the beats up
  2021, I had to wet the streets up
  Your girl was better in the mornin like a slice of pizza
  Thats when I had to hit her with the, Nice to meet ya
  You niggas think you doin damage, you just hypin me up
  Face who? I could see a wall of yall, all of yall and run straight through
  Trust, its all fun and games until I wanna play too
  Ayy, dios mío, the ice is frío on the Jesus, its bringin me closer to God
  Im already close to the mob, Im already known as the G.O.A.T
  Could try and get close, but you wont, I already packed the garage
  None of these shits is a Dodge, none of this shits a facade
  None of this shits a mirage
  Thought I was seein things when I was seein green
  6 G-O-D, CMB, yes sir