Feelin' young but they treat me like the OG
And they want the tea on me, I swear these b****es nosey
Said he put some money on my head, I guess we gon' see
I won't put no money on his head, my fellas owe me
I gotta be single for a while, you can't control me
Uno, dos, tres, in a race, they can't hold me
And I show my face in a case so you know it's me
Imitation isn't flattery, it's just annoyin' me
And I'm too about it
And the dirt that they threw on my name
Turned to soil and I grew up out it
Time for y'all to figure out what y'all gon' do about it
Big wheels keep rollin', rollin'

Song lived up to the snippet

Yup, it really did. Glad the snippet didn't ruin the song
He knew what he was doing when he posted it