[Intro]
(Da Realest)
Let that b*tch ride, Brown
(Beatman)
(Iced Up Records)
What?
Keep that b*tch goin', don't even cut it off (Turn it up)
Yeah (fu*k ni**as talkin' 'bout?)
Yeah
[Verse 1]
Yeah, I ain't never had a handout (Nah)
We'll fu*k the club up and never ran out (Hah)
Bag heavy, serve the city, still ain't ran out (Still got it)
Got the best jewelry in this b*tch why I stand out (Why I stand out)
Yeah, dog sh*t hold my pants down (b*tch)
I ain't even robbin' sh*t, put your hands down (Put your hands down)
Richest rapper in my town, ni**a, hands down (No cap)
Seat way back in the 'Vette, look like I'm layin' down (Skrrt)
Yeah, fu*k a thick b*tch and her friend, yeah (For real)
Nah, I'm lyin', that's her sister (Hah)
Got that iron, get to firin' just for lookin' (Baow)
fu*k Hutch up, we be buyin', ni**as lookin' (Hah)
[Chorus]
I ain't never had a handout (What?)
Yeah, I ain't never had a handout (What?)
Nah, I ain't never had a handout (Drank God)
Yeah, fu*k the club up, pull them bands out
I ain't never had a handout (What?)
Yeah, I ain't never had no handout (Nah)
b*tch, I ain't never had no handout (Drank God)
Richest ni**a in this b*tch, why I stand out (What?)
[Verse 2]
Yeah, real street ni**a, ho, I'm certified
Yeah, these GI stones and they certified
Fifty thousand in my pants, that's a bu*ter (Hmm)
Different color stones in this watch, call that Lucky Charms
Four hundred thousand car in the trenches
Signed a million-dollar deal with my— fu*ked up
Signed a million-dollar deal for my ni**as
Black double-R, Forgios, twenty-sixes (Huh)
Spillin' lean on the seats, gotta park this b*tch
I'll up that dog sh*t, I be startin' sh*t
Wood with me, drum on him like he marchin' sh*t
Switch on the Glock push bu*ton, had to start the blick
You a pussy-ass ni**a, where your chain at?
Ain't never seen him in the hood, where you hang at?
Brought all the ones in this b*tch, where you rain at?
Bust a whole Rollie on my arm, where it's plain at? (Ugh)
[Chorus]
Never had a handout (What?)
Yeah, I ain't never had a handout (What?)
b*tch, I ain't never had a handout (Drank God)
Yeah, fu*k the club up and never ran out
Hmm, I ain't never had a handout (What?)
Yeah, I ain't never had no handout (Nah)
b*tch, I ain't never had no handout (Drank God)
Richest ni**a in this b*tch, why I stand out, ugh (What?)