[intro]

Yeah
Yunno what the fuck going on n***a(straight up)
Bitch, ya dig (huh)
Ayy, ayy (look)

[hook]
I gotta get it, man I ain't got no choice I’m making that breadie. (No)
I'm grinding steady, I ain't getting no sleep I need all these fetty
Welcome to the party where we throwing up racks, we throw no confetti (cash)
Shawty gon buss it, do a split on the d yunno how I love it

[Verse 1]
Most of my n***as be taliban, they gon scare off your ass like the bogeyman
I’m the neighborhood shooter, like spiderman
Working hard cos a n***a want the bands
I let my dogs of the leash (leash) Louis v up on my sleeves
Police can't stop I'm fucking legit
These n***as too nosy, just gеt off my dick
My trap moving steady bih I'm on a streak
Y'all be acting likе kids just get out my face cos you lame n***as weak
You ain't telling me money then I'm not tryna speak
My bitches all bad they brown and unique
I swerve out the lot sleek like I'm reek
Girl stop all the talking and get on your knees
You fuck my cash you gone gees (yeah)
Play with my money you get in trouble
When I beating up coochie I’m beating double or even triple, I ain’t doing single, they all wanna mingle, but I never mingle. I be soaring up high like a fucking eagle
Ocho ciento n***a I done made it double
I be out in the streets causing lotta troubles
With my goons n***a we cause lotta troubles
Cop a new crib, cop a new whip, cop a new wrist, I want all that shit
Check out my clique, check out my bih , check out my wrist we overlit
I make em mad when I fuck on they bitches, last n***a tried me got too many stitches
When i was broke n***as called me a leech
Now i pull up and show off these ice on my wrist

[hook]

I gotta get it, I ain't got no choice I’m making that breadie. (Huh)
I'm grinding steady, I ain't getting no sleep I need all these fetty(yeah)
Welcome to the party where we throwing up racks, we throw no confetti
Shawty gon buss it, do a split on the d yunno how I love it

[Verse 2]

Shawty wanna fuck on the gang gang
Beat a Lil n***a ass it's a gang bang
N***a all about cheese I don’t play games
Hit a bih from the back didn't know her name
Young n***a look fresh in these Balmains
Too cool for a fight on a cool day
Kick a bih out the house like liu kang
I got money on my head like a toupee. (Goddamn)
Patek freeze, reach for my arm you finna bleed
Got money infection, can't cure the disease
She don't wanna leave, I told her to strip
N***as be hating cos I got the keys
Stop that shit n***a, you weak
I work over night, I'm getting no sleep
All work and no play we busy like bees (of course n***a)
[hook]

I gotta get it, I ain't got no choice I'm making that breadie. (Huh)
I'm grinding steady, I'm not getting no sleep I need all these fetty(yeah)
Welcome to the party where we throwing up racks, we throw no confetti
Shawty gon buss it, do a split on the d yunno how I love it. I