[Intro]
Uhm (CHASETHEMONEY, CHASETHEMONEY)
Uhm (DY Krazy)
Uhm, uhm, uhm

[Chorus]
Hopped off the jet, still got jet lag, huh
I won't let a n***a rob me, you could bet that
Louis V collab with Murakami, that's an old bag
I just bought something with a silencer, get your soul bagged up

[Verse 1]
Rollin' up dope, I'm smokin' on Runtz
Ain't come to kick it with n***as, no punt
How you come to a gun fight with no gun?
Put a 30. in mine, n***a, let's have fun
Pull up in a Paul Walker, a fast one
Pull up on a fuck n***a and blast him
Pull up on a hoen***a, that's my reaction
Beat him so bad, make 'em tell his grandkids
That he got his ass whooped
This double left, two right combo'll leave his ass shook
Yeah, it's big in pictures, but in person how that ass look?
Catfish, feelin' disgusted like a teacher reading a bad book
Did not pay attention in math, look
They buyin' all thе rappers Raf Simons
They had no intention to blast
Hе was tryna get in the way of my fast livin'
I have an addiction to pills
And also, I have an addiction to cash getting
Lane switchin', stick shift, flipped 6s
Try us, get your shit lifted
[Chorus]
Hopped off the jet, still got jet lag, huh
I won't let a n***a rob me, you could bet that
Louis V collab with Murakami, that's an old bag
I just bought something with a silencer, get your soul bagged up
Hopped off the jet, still got jet lag, huh
I won't let a n***a rob me, you could bet that
Louis V collab with Murakami, that's an old bag
I just bought something with a silencer, get your soul bagged up

[Verse 2]
Ooh, sticks like brooms or maybe pools
Swim in your bitch pussy like it's a pool
No kiddie pool, I get deep when I groove
Beat it up so bad, it made the news
Yeah, I fucked your bitch in two
About it, what are you gon' do?
I doubt it, he won't make a move
That lil' pussy boy a fool
Watchin' the sunset, drop my roof
Fuck what a hater say and do
They never do what they say they do
Don't test me pussy, I'm beta proof
I don't even know how you here right now
Fuck you doing? Come to lose?
I'm with my animals, they guns hungry
And you look like bait food
[Chorus]
Hopped off the jet, still got jet lag, huh
I won't let a n***a rob me, you could bet that
Louis V collab with Murakami, that's an old bag
I just bought something with a silencer, get your soul bagged up
Hopped off the jet, still got jet lag, huh
I won't let a n***a rob me, you could bet that
Louis V collab with Murakami, that's an old bag
I just bought something with a silencer, get your soul bagged up