[Spoke word intro] "I will always love the false image I had of you" [Intro] Yo, yo, yo Ayy, listen Whole lotta love, whole lotta war—yo [Verse 1] Step in the rave, man clock man's face Bare man talk but they move all bait Said he don’t bend, but he came my way Now he on knees, that's a different pray I ain't gotta flex, but I still make racks Still ride out with the tints all black Man chat loose, tryna test my gang 'Til I pull up quick like brap, brap, brap [Chorus] Big boy flex when I step in the street Ops wanna talk, but they don’t want beef Boys in my DMs, chat all sweet Act all bad, but they move discreet [Verse 2] Tryna act hard but he like man too Heard he got a girl? That’s cute, that's you Bro got a wap, I got one too But mine don’t bang, it just slide right through Masked up deep when I ride for my set Still take man’s heart when I aim for the chest Gassed in the DM, but live? He’s vexed Tryna wife me up? Nah, I’m on to the next [Bridge] Yo, I ain't the type to hide If I like what I see, then I take what’s mine Told bro chill, but he itching to ride And I still make racks while I take man’s pride [Chorus] Big boy flex when I step in the street Ops wanna talk, but they don’t want beef Boys in my DMs, chat all sweet Act all bad, but they move discreet [Outro] Yo, yo, move all shy but he know what’s good Tryna stay low when we step in the hood Real bad man but I still look clean And I still make P while I chase my dream—yo (Fade out with heavy 808s and sliding bass)
