[Intro]
(I really like to use cash)

[Chorus]
Real street n***a, no chit-chat, I'm in my bag, for real
These n***as so broke in the club, they ain’t havin' no swag, for real
I mix with a soda, withdrawal
I got a roll on me, one hand on the Glock
I'm with this lil’ ho, she gon' ride like a car (Yeah)

[Post-Chorus]
Her girlfriend mad, want a n***a like me
I shuffle the deck, finna cut off my queen
Got a new bitch and she give head like MIT
These n***as pussy like OPP
Diamonds so clear, LG TV (Shout out Dylvinci)
We got a lot of food, so everybody eat
All this damn chicken, why the n***a want beef? (Fuckin' slaps, on God)

[Verse]
Ayy, you ain't got no money, how the hell you gon' go to war?
7.62 gon' bust a n***a's brain to the wall
You ain't gotta worry ’bout my n***as, know we brought it all
SK, AK, Draco, shoot, no ball
She broke in her feelings and that ain’t my fault
You don't stand for somethin’, your ass gon' fall
I'm still in that trap, I'm makin’ that call
I'm havin' that work, so no days off
I'm a real boss n***a so I pay what it costs
Real street n***a, no chit-chat, I'm in my bag, for real
These n***as ain't havin' no swag, for real
Ain't livin' like that, they all hype
Both my bitches, they gay and they ride with the strap
I ain't involved with the play unless I gotta cap
[Chorus]
Real street n***a, no chit-chat, I'm in my bag, for real
These n***as so broke in the club, they ain't havin' no swag, for real
I mix with a soda, withdrawal
I got a roll on me, one hand on the Glock
I'm with this lil' ho, she gon' ride like a car (Yeah)

[Post-Chorus]
Ayy, her girlfriend mad, want a n***a like me
I shuffle the deck, finna cut off my queen
Got a new bitch and she give head like MIT
These n***as pussy like OPP
Diamonds so clear, LG TV (Shout out Dylvinci)
We got a lot of food, so everybody eat
All this damn chicken, why the n***a want beef? (Fuckin' slaps, on God)

[Outro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah