Hook:
Ballin' on these n***as, never come in second
That lil' b**h a peasant, wrappin a chicken and it feel like a present
I know I'm a legend, with these bands I'm flexin'
n***as know I'm flexin', walk in the bank and I leave they a** guessin
This money sh** is a blessin', smokin' dope never stressin'
f** 12 never learned my lesson, I feel the lean feel like heaven
Choppa with me I don't need a machete, flexin' on n***as since ed edd n eddy
30 band, 30 pound that's heavy, walk in the trap and you know I'm smelly
Racks in my Louis pants, watch me do my Gucci dance
Sippin' lean I'm a business man, ridin' round flexin' with them bands
I be doin' what a n***a please, he be doin' what a n***a can
Ridin' round feelin arrogant, shippin packs like the mail man
Gas under my hood man, riding round feelin good man
You wish you could man, kush bag in my wood man
Try to finesse me, I wish you would man
Know we got good gas, and we got good xans
I had to come up, off of the come up
Purple lean in my double cup, off the dope got me real up
Like tape I'm real stuck, see 12 I buckle up
Cause you know I got gas on me, I ain't gettin locked up
f** 12, I call the cell, Can't take no [?]
And free my n***as they ain't got no bail, I know that they stuck in the cell
Just got my rafs and I got them off Grailed, just got a pack put that sh** in the mail
Walk in the court and I bet I won't tell, gun on my hip and I know you can tell
Like 12, But its f** 12, if I walk in your house then I'm shelled
Foreign whip, I be goin' fast, on the road I be leaving a trail
b**h I'm [?]
See a opp then it's farewell, smoking gas by the steering wheel
Finesse his a** I'm like oh well
Hook:
Ballin' on these n***as, never come in second
That lil' b**h a peasant, wrappin a chicken and it feel like a present
I know I'm a legend, with these bands I'm flexin'
n***as know I'm flexin', walk in the bank and I leave they a** guessin
This money sh** is a blessin', smokin' dope never stressin'
f** 12 never learned my lesson, I feel the lean feel like heaven
Choppa with me I don't need a machete, flexin' on n***as since ed edd n eddy
30 band, 30 pound that's heavy, walk in the trap and you know I'm smelly