[Intro]
(Yo, gyard, stop playin')
(Gelo, make your sh*t fire)
Uh, let's do it
[Chorus]
I might pull that bag out, I'm flexin' on your ass
We might leave 'em stretched out, we steppin' on your ass
Oh, you thuggin' with your chest out? b*tch, you on your ass
You can't get no pass, you can't get no pass
I got me a sack like okay, okay
I ran up them racks, give a damn what you think
b*tch, I ain't come to play, you can see it in my face
b*tch, I ain't in no race, it's just me and my snakes
On gang
Tell me what you know about that pain and that rain
I done seen a couple ni**as change for that change
Tell them keep the fame
I'm solid, ni**a, that's how I remain, fu*k you think?
[Verse 1]
Pockets on overload, I look like a walking bank
I kicked a couple doors, I ran up a lot of stain
I ran up a lot of dough 'fore I got famous
I was down below and they went up, they left me hangin', I'm just sayin', yeah
Put your hand down, you can't get sh*t from me
Turnt up, I'm the man now, I know she miss me
Honestly, I'm spendin' cash now like it ain't sh*t to me
And I ain't showin' no sympathy
I'ma put this sh*t in they face if they wan' mention me (Let's do it)
[Chorus]
I might pull that bag out, I'm flexin' on your ass
We might leave 'em stretched out, we steppin' on your ass
Oh, you thuggin' with your chest out? b*tch, you on your ass
You can't get no pass, you can't get no pass
I got me a sack like okay, okay
I ran up them racks, give a damn what you think
b*tch, I ain't come to play, you can see it in my face
b*tch, I ain't in no race, it's just me and my snakes
On gang
Tell me what you know about that pain and that rain
I done seen a couple ni**as change for that change
Tell them keep the fame
I'm solid, ni**a, that's how I remain, fu*k you think?
[Verse 2]
Oh yah
Young ni**a beat the odds, really had it hard, now I'm livin' large
Ridin' in these foreign cars, ni**a, I'm a star, fu*kin' foreign broads
ni**a, you know you wasn't here from the start
So don't you come 'round, you can't get a part, on God
Had to pick my head up so I can get my bread up
ni**a, we got fed up, you wan' get fed or what?
You told 'em what was said, boy, is you fed or what?
But I ain't gon' say too much, feel like I said enough
[Chorus]
I might pull that bag out, I'm flexin' on your ass
We might leave 'em stretched out, we steppin' on your ass
Oh, you thuggin' with your chest out? b*tch, you on your ass
You can't get no pass, you can't get no pass
I got me a sack like okay, okay
I ran up them racks, give a damn what you think
b*tch, I ain't come to play, you can see it in my face
b*tch, I ain't in no race, it's just me and my snakes
On gang
Tell me what you know about that pain and that rain
I done seen a couple ni**as change for that change
Tell them keep the fame
I'm solid, ni**a, that's how I remain, fu*k you think?