Ayy, 150 wet but demanding respect I sign the front and the backs of my checks With the Curator, we chat at the MET They can't even tell that I rap, how I dress I got two-fifty-sum' grams on my neck Hand on my weapon, I scan for a threat, nigga Uh I was in school writin' hood niggas essays for cash And later, finessin' the bag Gon’ get to Heaven off grandmama prayers alone Religion a weapon, I’ll pass then pad The pastor pocket, blast the rocket Mastermind, the mag, I pop it So they gotta be mad Gone for too long, so she callin' me, naggin' Askin' me when I'ma get off that sad shit Hit for a bag and I call back to laugh RIMOWA attaché, sticking magnets on it With the K's, mainly chat in code If you really hate me, then you wouldn't pay me no attention Not trippin', cashin' on it Passionate, Casanova Way back in the gap, I hoed you Ashamed, my blick back in the holster You ain't deserve that, I was growin' Even back in my lackin' broke years Niggas wasn't actin' local Alligator patch and loafers 25 but actin' older (on my momma) Ayy, 150 wet but commandin' respect I sign the front and the backs of my checks With the Curator, we chat at the MET They can't even tell that I rap, how I dress I got two-fifty-sum' grams on my neck Hand on my weapon, I scan for a threat, nigga Ayy Made my first million still livin' with mom She never tripped that I ain't have a job I robbed before, I just sat up deprived Nigga tried pokin' me, I copped a rod Plotted through COVID with that on my mind Niggas don’t even know what I had on the line I smile, beguile, dying in style Pile in a crowd, slimin’ them out Silent as mouse, blood on my breath Quite as kept, I'm aligned with 'em now I feel like escape is futile See the same face every few miles Play the blues, ain't nothin' to brood 'bout Married to the game with renewed vows I just- Uh, ayy 150 wet but commandin’ respect I sign the front and the backs of my checks With the Curator, we chat at the MET They can't even tell that I rap, how I dress I got two-fifty-sum' grams on my neck Hand on my weapon, I scan for a threat, nigga