Intro

Uh, uh, all I like from you is everything I ain't seen since
I'm just, uh, uh, uh-huh
I don't know how I got the names from the green light
I'm in the bank, I'ma pull up in the Phantom
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, huh, uh

My car got like one year, it's eighteen and I ain't seen him since
I used to pay twenty-eight, now I pay eighteen, gotta get 'em shipped

Bitch, I dropped a whole P on the scale and I sold none but zips
My phone ring, I got clientele juggin', pay the rent
Runnin' through the money, blowin' through them
Hundreds, can't tell how much money I spent
Break it down, grams, wrap 'em in a bag, just rap don't get me rich
I don't know what's trappin', bitch, I'ma trap until I die, I guess

Gettin' to the bag, bullshit last, I ain't got no time to waste
I'm just tryna cop me a Rollie
Niggas kill swag, Rello got ten, tryna keep these devils up on me
Niggas gon' hate, I don't know why, so I keep that metal up on me
I put that metal up on you

Niggas sayin' shootin', never hit a body, they just tellin' a story
I was on the phone talkin' to my cuz, he tryna get an appeal
I was on the phone talkin' to the plug, I'm tryna get them things in
Told him drop the lo', we gon' get a
Boat and we gon' flood the whole city
They talkin' twenty-four, boy, I get '
Em low, just come and shop with a nigga
Say they want smoke, well, we 'bout war
We got them sticks and them glizzies

Jumpin' out hittin', you ain't gettin'
Smoke, we spin again if you didn't
Say my nigga changed and I heard he
Snitchin', but that's none of my business

I just want the money, fuck all the fame
Nigga, I'm tryna get me some riches
I was down bad, I was on my ass, I was out robbin' and stealin'
Pop a Percocet, rollin' off the X, I'll go and kill me a nigga
Deuce in the Sprite, leanin' at the lights
It got me swervin' through traffic
Try to pull up on you, we be droppin'
Ones, and with them pistols, we blastin'