FLP

[Chorus]
I just ate a meal at Raising Cane's
Pullin' up to MAGFest in a train
I just flushed a hater down the drain
Now I'm hoppin' off a private plane
You like wieners in your face, you like wieners 'cause you're gay
I be countin' all this money, count it up every day
No one's ever heard of you like Ripping Reapers
Yeah, I'm finna blow up your whole block like a creeper
You say Wordle is too hard, I just got a credit card
You just got a credit what?
You got credit on an FLP
I got good credit, bought an SRT

[Verse]
That means a whip, you can't touch none of my drip
You can't touch none of my swag, put the monеy in a bag, wait
Used that rhyme schemе before, Best Buy my favorite store
I bought a Vision Pro, and then I bought some more
I got money on me, I got money on me
You ain't got one dollar, you ain't got a penny
Yeah, you so broke
You love to grab your wiener and stroke
You're pullin' on your Piccadilly
On your block, we get super silly
I'm supercilious
Everyone says I'm the trilliest
I stay counting up these millions
I stay counting up this green
Dub gang, we just popped out on the scene
Yeah, we finna drop a mixtape, and ee-ee-ee-eeh

[Chorus]
I just ate a meal at Raising Cane's
Pullin' up to MAGFest in a train
I just flushed a hater down the drain
Now I'm hoppin' off a private plane
You like wieners in your face, you like wieners 'cause you're gay
I be countin' all this money, count it up every day
No one's ever heard of you like Ripping Reapers
Yeah, I'm finna blow up your whole block like a creeper
You say Wordle is too hard, I just got a credit card
You just got a credit what?
You got credit on an FLP
I got good credit, bought an SRT