I remember a couple months back nigga I was loosing Now I'm back up feel like a champion I ain't change one bit Niggas gon treat me brand new, It's crazy but it's cool I ain't mad at them Don't worry bout my team we good & If I had to nigga I'll carry em She gon shake it for the camera when she see that flash But you acting a fool why you mad at her It's cool if you ain't hit there's mad of them I pull up the fit is expensive just add it up You a fool put a hit on your head I'm the batter up & The gun it be part of his clothes cause he rock it, he blasting em My whole team winning put a banner up Fill my pockets all four of them and stack it up Now the money don't fold we ain't stopping I can't fuck with no hoe tell that bitch if we fuck to back it up You ain't stuck you just buggin go bag up I tell Smoove just to get on his shit It's crazy we already rich It's not yet but we already know We could tell cause we been getting bitches Fuck your pockets you ain't got no sauce When you talk ain't nobody gon listen If you touch me just got make one call uhm Now there's a bitch nigga missing I'm done when you start with the bitch I'm gone put the key in ignition Nobody gon stop me till I'm done with the mission They gon watch a young nigga go in I'm DR I scooped a bad bitch she from Berlin I had a show in Berlin These niggas fake they pretend I never seen em with ten Bad bitch she wanna fuck again She said that she is my Barbie I'm Ken Told her baby I ball up I can't sit on benches & She said she thirsty this dick gon quench & This shit carry thirty I don't recommend it & I'm up early bird & the pack I'm gon send it Nigga think that I'm dirty I came from the trenches But I fuck on your bitch with these dreads I got Benjamin's I remember a couple months back nigga I was loosing Now I'm back up feel like a champion I change one bit Niggas gon treat me brand new, It's crazy but it's cool I ain't mad at them Don't worry bout my team we good & If I had to nigga I'll carry em She gon shake it for the camera when she see that flash But you acting a fool why you mad at her It's cool if you ain't hit there's mad of them I pull up the fit is expensive just add it up You a fool put a hit on your head I'm the batter up & The gun it be part of his clothes cause he rock it, he blasting em My whole team winning put a banner up Fill my pockets all four of them and stack it up Now the money don't fold we ain't stopping I can't fuck with no hoe tell that bitch if we fuck to back it up You ain't stuck you just buggin go bag up

I need a bag Uh Ey Uh Ol' Smith Bitch I ain't gon lie I'm really that nigga like Forreal 6Sev Burnsev shit Let's Go I just came from Cali I'm cool with the plug I needed it badly I had to re up I just be feenin for cash I'm just happy I'm up She said that she wanted dick so I ask her whats up I just spend bands on a fit I ain't giving you nothing I'm Stingy ass shit cause I worked for these hunnits I'm like the president the game I'm just running it I'm tired of flexing while these niggas be frontin She only call me up when she wanna fuck, I had to fit my pockets up with a dub You need these racks if you tryna be part of the club I need a rachet when I'm gon go to the club Niggas be watching they fuck around end up slumped My bitch she clocking me cause she think I'm up to something They cannot stop me I'm smoking on gas shit punching I need a bag I'm gon call homie up for the grub Yea yea x3 If I need a bag ima call homie up with the slips Don't gotta call brody up yea that boy with the shits The way that we ballin now everything gon be legit & No we not falling out watch how we get to the riches Is all about gang now we cannot fail not one mission, Cause I am the man now I cannot fumble this shit Wait Yea Damn I am not strong but I flex She watching I stunt on my ex They plotting they going in debt How could I worry if I got a tech I gotta hurry up and go collect Pot gotta stir it up making this bread Popped ni*** go and get up off your bed Free all my niggas that's locked in the feds Some of my niggas they ended up dead I gotta focus up and get this bread Na yea Forreal I just came from Cali I'm cool with the plug I needed it badly I had to re up I just be feenin for cash I'm just happy I'm up She said that she wanted dick so I ask her whats up I just spend bands on a fit I ain't giving you nothing I'm Stingy ass shit cause I worked for these hunnits I'm like the president the game I'm just running it I'm tired of flexing while these niggas be frontin She only call me up when she wanna fuck, I had to fit my pockets up with a dub You need these racks if you tryna be part of the club I need a rachet when I'm gon go to the club Niggas be watching they fuck around end up slumped My bitch she clocking me cause she think I'm up to something They cannot stop me I'm smoking on gas shit punching I need a bag I'm gon call homie up for the grub