I told em catch up
I got my heat don't need no back up
You niggas broke go get ya racks up
Hit the plug he know the batch up
I told that bitch to hold up wait I gotta go
Don't blow my phone up when I'm out here on the road
I'm picking choosing like it's ini mini mo
I get the work and get to working on the stove
I gotta boast I gotta flex I gotta brag
Bitches fam me now they wishing that I smash
These niggas police yea they working with the task
Ion know nothing at all so don't ask
Niggas know ion gotta bang
9 milli tucked right in my ksubi jeans
Don't you try to reach out for my jewelry
We gon have ya right hand saying eulogy's
I'm the one
Remember when I had no funds
I put that runtz up in my lungs
Ain't got no feelings I am numb
They think I'm finna fall off no way
They tryna steal a nigga sauce no way
Don't be tryna watch my wrist no way
Watch just how I make a brick go way
Sprinkle soda in the pot like I'm salt bae
I be pulling out extras all day
You ain't talking bout money go away
Ima be real nigga till I'm in the grave