(Ol broke ass nigga dont talk to me Dont talk to me Dont talk to me Ol broke ass bitch dont talk to me) Ol broke ass bitch dont talk to me If you aint getting to the money dont talk to me I dont wanna talk Bitch dont talk to me Heard you talking to them folks dont talk to me Ol broke ass bitch dont talk to me If you aint getting to the money dont talk to me I dont wanna talk Bitch dont talk to me Heard you talking to them folks dont talk to me I dont wanna talk boy you sound like the feds Remember i was broke i was tryina get some bread Shawty left me on read Now she gives me head Swerving through the traffic like torreto in the vet Baby i aint got time for a broke ass bitch If the credit aint good then i just cant hit Boy i just cant miss Sniper w the aim I dont wanna talk to these niggas cuz they lame We be in this bitch piped up Only gushers in the rello when we light up Boy you know that im a player put your wife up If you playing with the gang get you knocked off Choppa sweep you off your feet knock your socks off Ol broke ass bitch dont talk to me If you aint getting to the money dont talk to me I dont wanna talk Bitch dont talk to me Heard you talking to them folks dont talk to me Ol broke ass bitch dont talk to me If you aint getting to the money dont talk to me I dont wanna talk Bitch dont talk to me Heard you talking to them folks dont talk to me We going stupid Got them pissed off Fucked a bad bitch got her criss crossed This aint NSYNC but she went bye-bye Turn a dyke bitch into a bye bitch Im a fly nigga On a flight nigga I dont try hard When i pipe nigga Wipe your nose Slime you out From the equation We cancel out Send them stick boys To your house Niggas fishy like a trout Hitting home runs like im trout Dont need a bitch Gotta bounce Broke ass bitch dont talk to me If you aint getting to the money dont talk to me I dont wanna talk Bitch dont talk to me Heard you talking to them folks dont talk to me Ol broke ass bitch dont talk to me If you aint getting to the money dont talk to me I dont wanna talk Bitch dont talk to me Heard you talking to them folks dont talk to me (Ol broke ass bitch dont talk to me If you aint getting to the money dont talk to me I dont wanna talk Bitch dont talk to me Heard you talking to them folks dont talk to me Ol broke ass bitch dont talk to me If you aint getting to the money dont talk to me I dont wanna talk Bitch dont talk to me Heard you talking to them folks dont talk to me)

It's Tokyo, yeah, and I'm boolin' with the (Plugg!) (Ooh) (Skrrt) (Uh) Good gas in my blunt, she got them Yeezy's on (Skrrt, skrrt) Yeah she geekin', she know all the words to my songs (Sauce) I told plug send the pack, he know the shit I'm on I want that fire, want that gas, yeah, I'm all alone (Yeah) And my new chick, yeah, a model so her legs long (Ooh) Big gas in the morning, nothing could go wrong It's the coupe clean? Yeah, exotic green, yeah Got a Tesla, I don't put no gas in it (Skrrt) And she rock designer, yeah, and all vintage I drop racks up on my girl and made my money back (Racks) And yep, I hit it from the back and had her runnin' back (Ooh) And if I show you how to make it, can you triple that? (Sauce) Yeah them niggas lame, ooh, they talk behind your back (Ooh) The same bitches that they fuckin' listen to my raps OG sound, yeah uh, with some underground (Ayy) Yeah I came up, ooh, 'cause I hold it down (Down) Like a freak jawn, tell me what you fuckin' like Know you see me getting money and I'm on them flights (Skrrt) Living real good, uh, I don't need the hype (Uh) I'm a good looking rapper, I'm your mama type (Type) And the neighbors started trippin', thought I was selling drugs (Ooh) The way I got the pack and linked up with the fucking plug See, I remember when they capping, they ain't show no love (No) And now when they pull up, I hit them with the dub (Skrrt) Versace robe on, hopping out the tub, uh-huh Your nigga could never, he a scrub, uh-huh They hate on me but I still show love, uh-huh (Fah) When you on the top, don't give a fuck, uh-huh (Gang) No Milwaukee but I'm runnin' up my bucks, uh-huh Man these niggas know I'm not the one Really my goat put a stick out the truck We got gas, what you want? My brothers got bags, he busting the juggs He stealing my swag, but it's cool though Bad bitch, tell her pull up to the studio Call her to telly, we could make a move though Really might play a nigga like some Yu-Gi-Oh Really might play a nigga like a game When I walk in the function, they say my name I hang with the OGs, they high rank Ka$hWayz or no Wayz, can't fuck with the gang I'ma always show love 'cause I been through pain Only rock with the day ones, you know I can't change (Gang) With the same gang I started with With the same gang, can't tear us apart Yeah, that's my twin, you can't tell us apart We'll kill your man and it's dearly departed Damn, smoking a opp I ran the racks to the tippity top Can't serve you 'cause you look like a cop Boy, don't ask me what's in my cup, double cup Know it's filled with muddy stuff, lean, Crush You know I like my ice crushed, I just fucked his crush I know that I left him crushed, ooh, that's tough Ooh, yeah, take every ho in your city, you know that's us (That's us) I gotta shit on you haters and that is a must (That is a must) I'm having this money for real so I'm calling your bluff (Calling your bluff) I just be fucking your bitch and you falling in love (Plugg!)

The money gone go up As soon as I roll up On all of my folks deep in Sinaloa Haters love talking & talking Keep talking my lingo consist of talking with the blower Snakes in the grass yea I hate em I swear When I catch 'em I'm cutting the head off the boa Got a lil bitch She pretty & thick Swear she so jealous stay blowing my phone up Mobbin with my potnas Grab a bag & split it Like a gymnast winning ain't no other option Loyal like a Pitt Wettin up the ops Knocking off a witness if these rats are watching Stackin up these racks Flooding out these packs Overflow my chain & all of my watches Dirty money getting washed today Just watch the way we cutting checks up out the office Gucci in the closet Bougie bitches stalking  Hit it I did it for porn hub (I did it for porn hub) Pimpin since pimpin been drippin My postures too straight I can't wait till I pour up (can't wait till I po') Gucci in the closet Bougie bitches stalking Hit it I did it for porn hub (I did it for likes) Pimpin since Pimpin been drippin My postures too straight I can't till I pour up (can't wait till I po') You pull out the 30 to flex for the camera I pull out the 30 & go get my bands up Tatted face niggas cruise by like a phantom Wet up yo block no chance getting yo man's up Give me 3 tacos a bottle of Fanta Before I hit 85 scoop all the packs up Passed through Gwinnett Stopped in Atlanta Black and brown homies they throwing their hands up Me and all homies we don't fuck around Pull out 30, 50, maybe 100 rounds Youngin robbed his potna for a 100 pounds Potna ain't no hoe had to gun him down Fulton county hot yea he wanted now Laying low in clayco boy don't make a sound Tryina be a gangster better hold it down Hope you wore a mask hope you planned it out Gucci in the closet Bougie bitches stalking Hit it I did it for porn hub (I did it for porn hub) Pimpin since pimpin been drippin My postures too straight I can't wait till I pour up (can't wait till I po') Gucci in the closet Bougie bitches stalking Hit it I did it for porn hub (I did it for likes) Pimpin since Pimpin been drippin My postures too straight I can't till I pour up (can't wait till I po')

(Mob Yea Rich committee 808 kartel Eskimo Yea) Shawty whatchu know bout servin in the trap When you really in the trap you see some patnas turn to fiends Shawty you dont know bout movin like the mob Shawty all my youngins ready for the war just like marines Shawty whatchu know bout laughing to the bank Laughin to these haters make em mad cuz they cant Shawty whatchu know bout hoppin outta foreign whips 200 on the dash bitch im knockin off the paint Shawty whatchu know bout servin in the trap When you really in the trap you see some patnas turn to fiends Shawty you dont know bout movin like the mob Shawty all my youngins ready for the war just like marines Shawty whatchu know bout laughin to the bank Laughin to these haters make em mad cuz they cant Shawty whatchu know bout hoppin outta foreign whips 200 on the dash bitch im knockin off the paint (yea) Shawty whatchu know bout servin these yams Playin with these drums shawty we dont play in bands Talkin real smooth Paying dope boy dues Yea i made her take some pictures for my niggas in the can Servin out the bars like a nigga sellin xans M.o.b rich committee be the brand Got a lil money but im still a hood nigga Shawty still a trap nigga I was trappin out the lamb Runnin up the money like im out here runnin track Pullin on her hair when i fuck her from the back He on instagram tryina find out where she at Got her in the safe told her come back with the racks Come back with the rollie Keep it its yours Everybody eatin on my side & thats for sure Wrist so sick & i dont think they got a cure Yea i want it all & ima drip it in dior (yea) Servin up junkies & j's Choppin up bricks like fillets Yea i love all of my plays Yea i love all of my plays Get it in choppas & k's We been out trappin all day Yea i love all of my plays Yea i love all of my plays Shawty whatchu know bout servin in the trap When you really in the trap you see some patnas turn to fiends Shawty you dont know bout movin like the mob Shawty all my youngins ready for the war just like marines Shawty whatchu know bout laughin to the bank Laughin to these haters make em mad cuz they cant Shawty whatchu know bout hoppin outta foreign whips 200 on the dash bitch im knockin off the paint Shawty whatchu know bout servin in the trap When you really in the trap you see some patnas turn to fiends Shawty you dont know bout movin like the mob Shawty all my youngins ready for the war just like marines Shawty whatchu know bout laughin to the bank Laughin to these haters make em mad cuz they cant Shawty whatchu know bout hoppin outta foreign whips 200 on the dash bitch im knockin off the paint (yea) Whatchu know bout comin from la tierra See im all about the fetti better have my dinera & I got 2 wrist watches with 2 twin glocks Yea i call em both tia & tamera House full of bags in the middle of la brea Send em down south they might land in tara (blvd) When im in the city i be feelin like the mayor Just left magic city like an nba player Whatchu know bout twin just sittin on ya paint 20 bags in the trunk got the whole whip stankin Pour me up a 4 move slow like franklin Sippin hennessy they dont do no thinkin We dont do bad business that shit just janky Feelin like tayshaun prince racks get lanky If she really bad buss down her anklet Sleepin on the floor we aint have no blanket Whatchu know bout that Blue hundreds New money cant fold like that How he talk like that Gotta watch who you around you dont know like that Got a farmer in the mountains who gone grow my pack I was being who i was way before my plaques Way before this rap No cap all facts No wheels down bad cant go right back Stay solid through the bull whatchu know bout that Shawty whatchu know bout servin in the trap When you really in the trap you see some patnas turn to fiends Shawty you dont know bout movin like the mob Shawty all my youngins ready for the war just like marines Shawty whatchu know bout laughin to the bank Laughin to these haters make em made cuz they cant Shawty whatchu know bout hoppin outta foreign whips 200 on the dash bitch im knockin off the paint Shawty whatchu know bout servin in the trap When you really in the trap you see some patnas turn to fiends Shawty you dont know bout movin like the mob Shawty all my youngins ready for the war just like marines Shawty whatchu know bout laughin to the bank Laughin to these haters make em mad cuz they cant Shawty whatchu know bout hoppin outta foreign whips 200 on the dasg bitch im knockin off the paint (yea)

Girl I'm just talking facts You always asking where the fuck I'm at Even tho you like the money coming back I swear you ain't even gotta be like that That's why I ain't got time for bitches I only got time for riches Girl make your decision Is you gone quit tripping (Are you done with all that trippin now) I ain't got time for bitches I only got time for riches Girl make your decision Is you gone quit tripping (Are you done with all that trippin now) Told her wait a second ima call you right back And now I'm back in the trap tryina make a mill off raps or the bags Which ever come first I suppose I was tryina get some money you was thinking it was hoes or the bros Weighing out the cons and the pros I'm like do you really love me cuz it seem like you don't She said I do but dumbest thing I did was doing you Conversations getting shorter when it comes to me and you You was tryina cuddle up I was tryina get the coupe Time is ticking time is flying shawty what you wanna do You wanna nigga with a bag Or a nigga down bad Shawty let me know the business I got things I gotta do Girl I'm just talking facts You always asking where the fuck I'm at Even tho you like the money coming back I swear you ain't even gotta be like that That's why I ain't got time for bitches I only got time for riches Girl make your decision Is you gone quit tripping (Are you done with all that trippin now) I ain't got time for bitches I only got time for riches Girl make your decision Is you gone quit tripping (Are you done with all that trippin now) Told you I'd be back and now you blowing up my phone Only been bout 30 minutes what the hell is going on Can't even leave the house Without you worried bout If I'm exploring other options lately you been stressing out I mean I get it Cuz fuck boys tend to start what they can't finish But I was tryina see them pearly whites just like a dentist May I finish Did I forget to mention While you was out here stressing bout the bitches I was worried bout the pension The road to my redemption Ay shawty can't you see She's blinded by the jealousy & Led by insecurities majority of niggas ain't shit Especially when you curve a good nigga & let a fuck nigga hit Girl legit Girl I'm just talking facts You always asking where the fuck I'm at Even tho you like the money coming back I swear you ain't even gotta be like that That's why I ain't got time for bitches I only got time for riches Girl make your decision Is you gone quit tripping (Are you done with all that trippin now) I ain't got time for bitches I only got time for riches Girl make your decision Is you gone quit tripping (Are you done with all that trippin now)

(Ol broke ass nigga dont talk to me Dont talk to me Dont talk to me Ol broke ass bitch dont talk to me) Ol broke ass bitch dont talk to me If you aint getting to the money dont talk to me I dont wanna talk Bitch dont talk to me Heard you talking to them folks dont talk to me Ol broke ass bitch dont talk to me If you aint getting to the money dont talk to me I dont wanna talk Bitch dont talk to me Heard you talking to them folks dont talk to me I dont wanna talk boy you sound like the feds Remember i was broke i was tryina get some bread Shawty left me on read Now she gives me head Swerving through the traffic like torreto in the vet Baby i aint got time for a broke ass bitch If the credit aint good then i just cant hit Boy i just cant miss Sniper w the aim I dont wanna talk to these niggas cuz they lame We be in this bitch piped up Only gushers in the rello when we light up Boy you know that im a player put your wife up If you playing with the gang get you knocked off Choppa sweep you off your feet knock your socks off Ol broke ass bitch dont talk to me If you aint getting to the money dont talk to me I dont wanna talk Bitch dont talk to me Heard you talking to them folks dont talk to me Ol broke ass bitch dont talk to me If you aint getting to the money dont talk to me I dont wanna talk Bitch dont talk to me Heard you talking to them folks dont talk to me We going stupid Got them pissed off Fucked a bad bitch got her criss crossed This aint NSYNC but she went bye-bye Turn a dyke bitch into a bye bitch Im a fly nigga On a flight nigga I dont try hard When i pipe nigga Wipe your nose Slime you out From the equation We cancel out Send them stick boys To your house Niggas fishy like a trout Hitting home runs like im trout Dont need a bitch Gotta bounce Broke ass bitch dont talk to me If you aint getting to the money dont talk to me I dont wanna talk Bitch dont talk to me Heard you talking to them folks dont talk to me Ol broke ass bitch dont talk to me If you aint getting to the money dont talk to me I dont wanna talk Bitch dont talk to me Heard you talking to them folks dont talk to me (Ol broke ass bitch dont talk to me If you aint getting to the money dont talk to me I dont wanna talk Bitch dont talk to me Heard you talking to them folks dont talk to me Ol broke ass bitch dont talk to me If you aint getting to the money dont talk to me I dont wanna talk Bitch dont talk to me Heard you talking to them folks dont talk to me)

(Rollie on my wrist it don't tick tock Diamonds on me dancing like a tiktok Ridin w a glizzy that's a big Glock Don't I make you mad bitch I won't stop Rollie on my wrist it don't Diamonds on me dancing like a Ridin w a glizzy that's a Don't I make you mad bitch Don't I make you mad) Rollie Rollie on my wrist it don't tick tock (tick tock) Diamonds on me dancing like a tiktok Ri-Ri-Ridin w a glizzy that's a big Glock (yea yea) Don't I make you mad bitch I won't stop (won't stop) Rollie on my wrist it don't tick tock (tick tock) Diamonds on me dancing like a tiktok Ri-Ri-Ridin w a glizzy that's a big Glock (yea yea) Don't I make you mad bitch I won't stop (won't stop) Remember I was broke I never had shit (had shit) Sleeping on the floor having dreams of living lavish (yea yea) Ran into the plug made it flip and made it happen Bitch I wasn't playing when I said I love trappin (love trappin) Baby ain't no cap in my rap Im spitting facts (straight facts) Remember flying down 85 w big straps (big straps) Remember flying down 85 w big bags (yea yea) Grew up w some gangsters all the homies flaggin rags (on the set) And now I'm gettin money I get em thru mail I never needed friends all I needed was my scale (fuck em) Shout out my clientele They got me living well I been the underdog shawty ima give em hell (pussy) We buss em out the wrapper See baby ima trapper (ima trapper) I was down bad man just check before and after Now it's big wheels on the whip just like a tractor (like a tractor) Been blessed the block bitch I'm something like a pastor (amen) Cut some ppl off I been on like ever since If you ain't talking money are you really making sense (forreal) Been about a check baby I been running up (out the mud) I know these niggas mad shawty ion give a fuck yea yea yea Rollie on my wrist it don't tick tock (tick tock) Diamonds on me dancing like a tiktok Ri-Ri-Ridin w a glizzy that's a big Glock (yea yea) Don't I make you mad bitch I won't stop (won't stop) Rollie on my wrist it don't tick tock (tick tock) Diamonds on me dancing like a tiktok Ri-Ri-Ridin w a glizzy that's a big Glock (yea yea) Don't I make you mad bitch I won't stop (won't stop) (Don't I make you mad bitch don't I don't I make you mad Don't I make you mad bitch don't I don't I make you mad)