I just told Mean, "Yeah, we gon' be straight" He saw me make a million off one damn play I let him keep that money (Zaytoven) 'Cause I know he keep it safe (Buddah Bless this beat) They ain't goin' runnin' out safe (baow) We gon' put it right in they face (let's go) Yeah, shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (baow) Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (yeah) Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (baow) Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (brr, yeah, yeah) FNs, Glocks, and Dracos, no, we ain't got no Rugers tucked (brr), yeah I don't even play with these niggas when I'm sober So I'm on fuck shit when I'm bootin' up (booted up) I'm stiff in the club, can't loosen up Got my Glock in, motherfucker, got tool tucked My niggas shoot shit, my niggas too cut I'm in the cut gettin' sucked by two sluts Pay for the hit, he'll kill your favorite shooter Ain't goin' vacation, that's the power of the mula Elliot diamonds all on the cougar I still owe Elliot a little mula You don't know Elliot? Bitch, that's my jeweler Eliantte, Fante, diamond cooler (let's go) I got a lot whole lot of bands in my pants, they from France My girl from Chicago, she said she don't like rappers I told her, "Give me a chance" This is a Range Rover, this not a Lamb' Usin' a money counter, um, again I cannot count it up right with my hands You know my gun, it came with hundred round Yeah, and the inside, it came with a fan Yeah (brr), yeah (brr) Here I go again (brr, hello) If you try me, we gon' have to hit your man Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (baow) Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (yeah) Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (baow) Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (brr) FNs, Glocks, and Dracos, no, we ain't got no Rugers tucked (brr), yeah I don't even play with these niggas when I'm sober So I'm on fuck shit when I'm bootin' up (booted up) I'm stiff in the club, can't loosen up Got my Glock in, motherfucker, got tool tucked Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (yeah, yeah) Pour up, pour up, pour up, pour up Pour up, go up You know I'm drinkin' on syrup, yeah You know I'm fuckin' your good girl, yeah You know my necklace a blizzard (count up) Niggas tried to go inside the safe, put the gun in they face Shootin' my shot just like I'm Dr. J, billion-dollar play I won't talk, yeah, I'm too stiff I'm steppin' in the club, got a Glock on my hip Drinkin' on oil, I'm downin' my pill Count it up, get delirious What she gon' do for the liberty My money got her stiffer than the Statue of Liberty Bitches on bitches, I'm literally, some of them come from the Middle East Drippin', I'm spending, yeah, I'm the epitome Pluto my name and I'm bigger than Kennedy Ridin' 'round with two lil' vibes and I got three Glocks on my side Niggas better run, go hide You know you gon' die if you pop outside Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (pow) Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (pow) Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (pow) Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (yeah, yeah) FNs, Glocks, and Dracos, no, we ain't got no Rugers tucked (brr), yeah I don't even play with these niggas when I'm sober So I'm on fuck shit when I'm bootin' up (I'm geeked up) I'm stiff in the club, can't loosen up Got my Glock in, motherfucker, got tool tucked Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up I just told Mean, "Yeah, we gon' be straight" He saw me make a million off one damn play I let him keep that money 'cause I know he keep it safe (yeah, that my boy) They ain't goin' runnin' out safe (baow) We gon' put it right in they face (let's go) Yeah, shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (baow) Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (yeah) Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (baow) Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (brr, yeah)

I got off-topic, I start Talkin' about the drugs and all of the profit and (yeah, DY Krazy) Talkin' 'bout the shit I learned, the streets, they gave me knowledge (yeah) See, I saw a nigga get killed back when I was a toddler, yeah So how I'm 'posed to love, girl? Now how I'm 'posed to fear? Yeah I talk to bitches even when you right here I text 'em in then room when we layin' right next to each other I try my best just to hug her with my fingers crossed 'Cause I know deep down inside, I am really doing wrong (yeah), yeah Yeah And you know me, I'ma just charge it to the game Uh-huh Five, four, three, two, one I was 'posed to love you until the sun was done Said I changed when the money start comin' How the fuck you think I wasn't gonna catch on to all that game you was runnin'? See the mula, it got longer, but my mind, it got wider That's why you ain't want me to wear no condom Now tell me what's that about? Why you tellin' niggas about my stash spot? She lucky I ain't kill her, could've gave her an ass-shot See, I'm not worried about them niggas, 'cause I got boys that's gon' crash out See, drive up on your block, do the drive-by, and then smash out (skrrt) Whip it up in the kitchen, no potatoes, got mash out Man, you see I don't care about love I got off-topic, I start Talkin' about the drugs and all of the profit and (yeah) Talkin' 'bout the shit I learned, the streets, they gave me knowledge (yeah) See, I saw a nigga get killed back when I was a toddler, yeah So how I'm 'posed to love, girl? Now how I'm 'posed to fear? Yeah I talk to bitches even when you right here I text 'em in then room when we layin' right next to each other I try my best just to hug her with my fingers crossed 'Cause I know deep down inside, I am really doing wrong (yeah), yeah I done fucked all her friends, all her enemies too I think her mama even feelin' me too You got a million excuse When you broke, I just bought me a Richard Mille and this shit cost a deuce, yeah Summertime, top off But all my seats, they all made of goose I'm not embarrassed, she sucked my dick and I did not feel a tooth I got a lot to lose, but I lost all my moods (Yeah) Ever since she fucked that nigga that's older than Snoop But I can't blame her because Babygirl had to get her bills paid They was up and I got my meals late Don't give a fuck, nigga, I still feel great I still feel weight Man, I'm touchin' on your hand and you still don't feel me Damn It's just a lullaby, yeah Sometimes you just gotta say bye (I don't wanna die young, I don't wanna die young), yeah (Put me on my side) Picture me, broke as shit (what?) Not gettin' money, shit, I'd probably be hittin' licks (yeah) Probably be flippin' bricks (yeah) Probably be pimpin' chicks (yeah) I don't know, nigga, I'd probably be a hitter or somethin' We kill niggas for like 50 G's (flex) I got that nigga hit for a ten piece (yeah) They shot that nigga broad day, he was boxed in See, in Philadelphia, you know I'm really locked in Now that boy got a shit-bag on Suboxone Shit, man, we kill for fun Got a problem with him? Then it's problem with me, 'cause ain't no one-on-one That's how I ride for my gang, that's how I ride for my dawgs 'Cause nine outta ten these bitches, they be frauds (yeah) Yeah, whatever, I jumped off the porch late (so?) If you put your hands on me, you gon' get your day See, my bitch, she think I'm havin' fun, I'm just cheatin' But I'm just gon' stack my money and I'ma attend every meetin', uh I ain't worried 'bout love, man, I love the drug Drug is the money, stack it up and take care of my family I remember I used to stack my money just to cop Xannies Now I got bitches from overseas takin' off they panties See, I'm a Leo like a lion but my life is oh so dandy I walk around five hundred, nigga, don't try jam me (fresh) They'll pull a white sheet off of you like you a piece of candy I'm so high, man, I swear I'm never landin', I'm gone, yeah And it's just crazy how The whole time niggas be plottin' on you (goodbye, world) These bitches be plottin' on you All you gotta do at the end of the day You came in this world by yourself, you gotta go out that way Yeah It's just a lullaby

Yeah, yeah, yeah (yah) Yeah, yeah, yeah (whoa, oh) Yeah, yeah, yeah (Lil Uzi, Lil Uzi, brr) Yeah-eh I know that you're all alone (I know that you're all alone) That's why you tryna call my phone, yeah (that's why you tryna call my phone) I know that your feelings gone (I know that your feelings gone) I'm a dog, you gon' feel this bone Got my racks up (I'm a dog, you gon' feel this) Get her what she want, she throw a tantrum (yah) Rackies, my good looks like, fuck, I'm handsome (whoa) My money's so long, it's for my grandsons (yes) I don't even have no fucking plans, son Got my racks up (I'm a dog, you gon' feel this) Get her what she want, she throw a tantrum (yah) Rackies, my good looks like, fuck, I'm handsome (whoa) My money's so long, it's for my grandsons (yes) I don't even have no fucking plans, son I don't even know how I made it I was nervous, but I had patience I ain't gon' lie, I'm the greatest I don't even know how I made it Fuckin' hoes like, "Bye-bye, baby" Fuck me, you get Mercedes Fuck me, you get Mercedes I like my girls from the hood (I like my girls from the hood) I know I'm not nothin' good (I know I'm not nothin' good) I know I'm misunderstood (yah, fuck 'em) I know that you're all alone I know that you're all alone (I know that you're all alone) That's why you tryna call my phone, yeah (that's why you tryna call my phone) I know that your feelings gone (I know that your feelings gone) I'm a dog, you gon' feel this bone Got my racks up (I'm a dog, you gon' feel this) Get her what she want, she throw a tantrum (yah) Rackies, my good looks like, fuck, I'm handsome (whoa) My money's so long, it's for my grandsons (yes) I don't even have no fucking plans, son Got my racks up (I'm a dog, you gon' feel this) Get her what she want, she throw a tantrum (yah) Rackies, my good looks like, fuck, I'm handsome (whoa) My money's so long, it's for my grandsons (yes) I don't even have no fucking plans, son And my circle tight just like some Cheerios Fruity Pebble diamonds hittin' like a bowl of cereal (ayy) Yeah, she ride me like a bike, she had me on Dave Mirra mode Legends never die, I got on white so there's no burial And my circle tight just like some Cheerios Fruity Pebble diamonds hittin' like a bowl of cereal Yeah, she ride me like a bike, she had me on Dave Mirra mode Legends never die, I got on white, so there's no burial (Lil Uzi) Now, back up Shawty gave me brain (what?), she got her master's (yeah) Pull up with ten whips (whips), like, what's a Mazda? (Yeah) My man's in a Ghost, I call him Casper (whoa) I can't trust a ho, no, I can't track her (none) I know that you're all alone (I know that you're all alone) That's why you tryna call my phone, yeah (that's why you tryna call my phone) I know that your feelings gone (I know that your feelings gone) I'm a dog, you gon' feel this bone Got my racks up (I'm a dog, you gon' feel this) Get her what she want, she throw a tantrum (yah) Rackies, my good looks like, fuck, I'm handsome (whoa) My money's so long, it's for my grandsons (yes) I don't even have no fucking plans, son Got my racks up (I'm a dog, you gon' feel this) Get her what she want, she throw a tantrum (yah) Rackies, my good looks like, fuck, I'm handsome (whoa) My money's so long, it's for my grandsons (yes) I don't even have no fucking plans, son (plans, son)