[Intro]
You thought you were going to have a blast with us, like you’re a hype man? E
The sky is crying with money, and she wants to vibe, e (H-h-hey s-s-s—)
[Chorus]
E (E), e (E), raw energy (What?)
Ay, raw energy (I am)
(Bang, gr-ra) Dangerous area
Dangerous area, dangerous area (What?)
[Verse]
Yes, I'm a money maniac (Me), Maybach drives me (Maybach)
Winner is my zodiac, bank accounts growing up
GMC drives me - VIP type shit (Type shit)
VIP type shit (Type shit), VIP type shit
VIP type shit, VIP type shit, VIP type shit with baby on the backseat
Listen, you'rе a freak, rescheduling, I'm a geek
Shе’s like: “Wow, deep!”, like im fucking sick
[Bridge]
She lives in Soho, I'm writing to her from Noho
In the studio with my bro, no hoes
When we relax, then more hoes
[Pre-Chorus]
(Yeah) Now I'm going to NYC for business
Dreams are reality, who didn’t believe - R.I.P
Outfit as if I came from heaven - I don't need an ID
The most beautiful ho on Earth ran her nails across my cheek
[Chorus]
I fuck with it, I fuck with her
I fuck with it, I fuck with her
I fuck with it, I fuck with her
I fuck with it, I fuck with her
I fucked everything around, goddamn
I fucked everything around, goddamn
Fucked everything around, goddamn
Fucked everything around, goddamn
[Outro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, raw energy
She failed the task of naming a better rapper than me
The building on which the industry stood collapsed
Like gr-ra, catch this stack, hold this stack