I got Iraq pack so you know that shit the bomb
I been savin' for the season now my statement f*ckin' long
I got cash, I got credit, what you mean
I got cabbage, I got lettuce, I got green
Make that ass (shake or something)
Make that cash (cake or something)
Do the dash (race or something)
Do the dash (race or something)
Put aside all your insecurities, come chill with me
I got side ting that work security, she still with me
All these niggas they so lazy, they actin' crazy
I push to start in Mercedes, you know i'm wavy
I cannot believe this little ho, she thought she had me
Flexin' for the season yeah i'm flexin' for the gram b
That bitch broke my heart, so its hard to understand me
I feel like Teskashi, 69, Murakami
F*ck all these broke niggas. dead all these broke niggas
F*ck all these broke niggas. dead all these broke niggas
F*ck all these broke niggas. dead all these broke niggas
Dead, dead
I got Iraq pack so you know that shit the bomb
I been savin' for the season now my statement f*ckin' long
I got cash, I got credit, what you mean
I got cabbage, I got lettuce, I got green
Make that ass (shake or something)
Make that cash (cake or something)
Do the dash (race or something)
Do the dash (race or something)