歌词
When you hittin' up my phone I find my way around it
So when you say you won't come through I can't complain about it
All my haters pay they rent with my daily allowance
I don't look at my expense, I save that for my accountant
Three o' clock, I'm passed out
Then I rally and we out
Tesla Model 3 that we whippin' 'round the town
Tired of the way that I've been acting up
Maybe you should sit the fuck down
And shut the fuck up