(Interlude) - Dave B.

Yeah, nigga, fuck them kids

I wanna be like Mike too

I want the bad news first

I’m late on last years drop

I hoped the past stayed there

I know that cash rules all

Save me a plate when it’s ready

I’ma be late pullin' up

Y’all don’t want no kind of issue

We just want eat past the clock

Love me forever, long as it’s convenient

No problem, I get it

I’ve done it

Just got the side that you wanted

If you don’t work, it ain’t comin'

I’ma get up, depend how I’m feelin'

Niggas move goofy like Maximilian

Last night I dreamt that I had a billion

Spent it on me, nigga, fuck them children (Fuck them kids)

Product of world that I live in

Trouble when papi in kitchen

That nigga Jordan, I’m Jordan (Swish)

Yeah, it’s really fuck all them children

I haven’t rapped in a minute

Label turned niggas to bitches

They told you to change up your image

Postin' more pics than these bitches

Soon as I drop, we all winnin'

Knowin' me, that might be winter

You must not know enough winners

Bruh got you payin' for dinner

You gave some bread to a pigeon

I just pulled up with a flock

She know I ain’t got no riches

David just good with the —

Save me a plate when it’s ready

I’ma be late pullin' up

Save me a plate when it’s ready

I’ma be late pullin' up

Save me a plate when it’s ready

I’ma be late pullin' up

Save me a plate when it’s ready

I’ma be late pullin' up