Bag, le-let's get it
I was in the A just shoppin' at Lenox
Got a few hoes tryna see if I'm lit
Chrome Heart sleeves in a AMG whip
Hoppin' out the four-door lookin' like a lick
Off that X get your whole team lit
Bro ho talkin', man, f*ck that bitch
Dropped a couple racks, yeah, I did that shit
Four by four and I spilled the whole six
In that penthouse kickin' shit
Made a couple racks off this and this
Hoes wanna come and f*ck on a nigga
I was just thuggin' with lil' P 'nem
And they like, "Your racks got bigger"
I don't give a f*ck 'cause I know I'm that nigga
AMG truck push up not fair
I ain't seen shit 'cause, nigga, I don't care
When I hit that lick, lil' nigga wasn't there
When I flip that brick, that lil' nigga wasn't there
Boy, I'll do this shit again, boy, this shit not fair
I was with slime geeked up, oh yeah
We got money, hoes, clothes everywhere
We got X, Percs, Xans for sale
Free my shooter, he don't got no bail
I'm with Stef, kick shit, NFL
You ain't never drop that shit, I can tell
Flex on a bitch, how you did that there?
F&N have you screamin' for help
Me and my twin locked in, double dare
And my demon come straight from hell
Bitch, my double cup is straight mud
Send your lil' drop, I'ma shoot that up
Twin just scored now a nigga geeked up
Buy the whole store, lil' nigga, shut up
Expensive restaurants, nigga like yuck
Send that blitz, we gon' shut that up
Bee, bee, bee, what?
Lil' TEC tucked, you can test your luck
When the f*ck these niggas gon' free SEX?
100K bet, finna buy a new vet
Did a lil' show now I need a lil' check
Off of that X, boot up like jet
Ho said she f*ck with the flex
Ho throw it back and I'm like yes
F*ck a lil' Glock 'cause I got this TEC
F*ck your vest 'cause I want your head
Catch me pushin' that bitch like a 'Cat
F*cked up Neiman, I ain't at Saks
Hit New York and I'm droppin' that sack
Go back home and I'm back in the trap
Hit babychop for the chop, no cap
X with the X, yeah, I threw that back
Came from the trenches, we don't rap
Came from the trenches, we get plaques
Bee, bee
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Bag, le-let's get it
I was in the A just shoppin' at Lenox
Got a few hoes tryna see if I'm lit
Chrome Heart sleeves in a AMG whip
Hoppin' out the four-door lookin' like a lick
Off that X get your whole team lit
Bro ho talkin', man, f*ck that bitch
Dropped a couple racks, yeah, I did that shit
Four by four and I spilled the whole six
In that penthouse kickin' shit
Made a couple racks off this and this
Hoes wanna come and f*ck on a nigga
I was just thuggin' with lil' P 'nem
And they like, "Your racks got bigger"
I don't give a f*ck 'cause I know I'm that nigga
AMG truck push up not fair
I ain't seen shit 'cause, nigga, I don't care
When I hit that lick, lil' nigga wasn't there
When I flip that brick, that lil' nigga wasn't there
Boy, I'll do this shit again, boy, this shit not fair
I was with slime geeked up, oh yeah
We got money, hoes, clothes everywhere
We got X, Percs, Xans for sale
Free my shooter, he don't got no bail
I'm with Stef, kick shit, NFL
You ain't never drop that shit, I can tell
Flex on a bitch, how you did that there?
F&N have you screamin' for help
Me and my twin locked in, double dare
And my demon come straight from hell
Bitch, my double cup is straight mud
Send your lil' drop, I'ma shoot that up
Twin just scored now a nigga geeked up
Buy the whole store, lil' nigga, shut up
Expensive restaurants, nigga like yuck
Send that blitz, we gon' shut that up
Bee, bee, bee, what?
Lil' TEC tucked, you can test your luck
When the f*ck these niggas gon' free SEX?
100K bet, finna buy a new vet
Did a lil' show now I need a lil' check
Off of that X, boot up like jet
Ho said she f*ck with the flex
Ho throw it back and I'm like yes
F*ck a lil' Glock 'cause I got this TEC
F*ck your vest 'cause I want your head
Catch me pushin' that bitch like a 'Cat
F*cked up Neiman, I ain't at Saks
Hit New York and I'm droppin' that sack
Go back home and I'm back in the trap
Hit babychop for the chop, no cap
X with the X, yeah, I threw that back
Came from the trenches, we don't rap
Came from the trenches, we get plaques
Bee, bee
I was in the A just shoppin' at Lenox
Got a few hoes tryna see if I'm lit
Chrome Heart sleeves in a AMG whip
Hoppin' out the four-door lookin' like a lick
Off that X get your whole team lit
Bro ho talkin', man, f*ck that bitch
Dropped a couple racks, yeah, I did that shit
Four by four and I spilled the whole six
In that penthouse kickin' shit
Made a couple racks off this and this
Hoes wanna come and f*ck on a nigga
I was just thuggin' with lil' P 'nem
And they like, "Your racks got bigger"
I don't give a f*ck 'cause I know I'm that nigga
AMG truck push up not fair
I ain't seen shit 'cause, nigga, I don't care
When I hit that lick, lil' nigga wasn't there
When I flip that brick, that lil' nigga wasn't there
Boy, I'll do this shit again, boy, this shit not fair
I was with slime geeked up, oh yeah
We got money, hoes, clothes everywhere
We got X, Percs, Xans for sale
Free my shooter, he don't got no bail
I'm with Stef, kick shit, NFL
You ain't never drop that shit, I can tell
Flex on a bitch, how you did that there?
F&N have you screamin' for help
Me and my twin locked in, double dare
And my demon come straight from hell
Bitch, my double cup is straight mud
Send your lil' drop, I'ma shoot that up
Twin just scored now a nigga geeked up
Buy the whole store, lil' nigga, shut up
Expensive restaurants, nigga like yuck
Send that blitz, we gon' shut that up
Bee, bee, bee, what?
Lil' TEC tucked, you can test your luck
When the f*ck these niggas gon' free SEX?
100K bet, finna buy a new vet
Did a lil' show now I need a lil' check
Off of that X, boot up like jet
Ho said she f*ck with the flex
Ho throw it back and I'm like yes
F*ck a lil' Glock 'cause I got this TEC
F*ck your vest 'cause I want your head
Catch me pushin' that bitch like a 'Cat
F*cked up Neiman, I ain't at Saks
Hit New York and I'm droppin' that sack
Go back home and I'm back in the trap
Hit babychop for the chop, no cap
X with the X, yeah, I threw that back
Came from the trenches, we don't rap
Came from the trenches, we get plaques
Bee, bee
Writer: Amari Middleton, Keifa Carter
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Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC