[Hook: Takeoff]
They call us young rich n***as, for a reason
They told me leave the bando, it ain't that easy
Hot boy, but my j**elry out the freezer
They try to take us from the streets, the streets they need us
[Bridge: Takeoff & Jose Guapo ]
They bust my trap one more time, moving my trap to Geneva
Face card A1 no steak sauce, no pa**port need no Visa
We f** up Neiman Marcus then we spend a stack on sneakers
Shoot him in his face, he gonna' wish that he had Jesus
[Verse 1: Quavo]
They looking at me cause' they never seen money
Pull up in a Beamer with a onion
All Benjamins, blue hundreds
Came off the porch, I was wrapping mummies
Al Capone, meet the Tommy
Safe house, cross the country
Bugs Bunny got the bando jumping
Straight out the jungle Giuseppe Jumanji
[Verse 2: Jose Guapo]
Hop out the water, and dressing in lake
I'm talking in numbers, I ain't here for conversation
Put some ice on my neck and put some ice on my Bezel
Hop out the whip with the mask like I'm Jason
I walk where I want with the strap on my hip
I got the molly sack I'm in when I dip
I serve you some gas call that a Quick Trip
Hit a bag for a show n***a that's a quick flip
[Verse 3: Tray1]
Tray 1 got a bankroll
I'm cooking up crack rock ca**erole
I got your unc in the finger fold
He went from hustling to smoking blows
Now that sh** be a damn shame
I got a hit blame it on Cocaine
Cocaine cla**es, coming out the rap
I swear to God Tray1 ain't just rapping
[Verse 4: Migo Domingo]
Yeah Migo go get him
f** the club up, f** everybody with him
Too many bullets came missin'
I got a extra 30 shots in my Balmain denims
Whole team got racks
We a solid foundation, we just leave you with the sacks
Backwoods ain't fat
And that's a cut pint, n***a that's a motherf**ing fact
[Verse 5: Migo Jerz]
Migo Jerz
And I'm still on the curb
Imma take his a** if you give me the word
Take poured up so my words real slurred
If you want a .5 then you ain't getting served
YRN on my neck for life
North side OG been earned my stripes
f** with the Migos, you gone' pay the price
I'm in the trap with a Backwood shooting dice
[Verse 6: Johnny Cinco]
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Sipping on lean but I'm gripping the Rifa
Young n***a I got more stripes than Adidas
Smile like a cheetah
I'm at the stables she work at the [?]
Running 10k for a Visa
f** her I leave her
I'm a rich n***a, I pull up in creature
Young n***a ball like a preacher
[Verse 7: YRN Lingo]
Young n***a stay with the strap
f** up my check, I'm a get it right back
My n***as so crazy and that is a fact
b**hes want to hate me because of the fame
I never would trust them because they the same
Creeping through the night like Bruce Wayne
My money in my pocket gone' stay the same
[Verse 8: Skippa da Flippa]
Skippa da Flippa's the k**er
The trap always gone' need me, I am the best dealer
I drop back a lil' one, I bet you gone' feel her
Dab on a n***a, whole n***a in a chinchilla
Old school McGrady, I stay with the Rocket
I got the cannon, make you pop, lock, and drop it
You talk about blue hundreds, that is my topic
You sipping karo need to stop
[Hook: Takeoff]
They call us young rich n***as, for a reason
They told me leave the bando, it ain't that easy
Hot boy, but my j**elry out the freezer
They try to take us away from the streets, the streets they need us