[Intro]
Ha, yeah, hey, yeah, haha
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Like, ha, bags, the motherf**ing bag, you heard?
Yo, yeah, uh
[Verse]
Used to do walk ups, now they try and pay us for a walk through
Ain't beefin' with no rappers 'cause my n***as did chalk you
And thats the type of drama I ain't needin'
Between Akademiks and twitter, I don't make it to the weekend
f**, his n***as bomin' like they CBS, I was in the trenches slangin' cedar, yes
Cutting up the h**ne with the [?] just so we can stretch
Take a hundred thousand off the movies, let 'em keep the rest
Turn crack c**aine into the VVS, talkin' that fly sh**
S 600, eatin' Hibachi with chopsticks, you think you down but gettin' top in the co*kpit
Y'all don't f**in' hear me though
I'm on a yach, pourin' Tech up in the flute like it's Chardonnay
Lobster tail and scallops out in Mandalay
Dolce and Gabana drippin' on me when the camera blink
No service where we at, so you can't hear a thing
No lifeguard on duty, peep the f**ing beauty
I f**ed the b**h, lil Uzi slappin' on the booty
Balenciaga boxers 250 for a package of 3
We in the streets keepin' it G, I keep the average in Jeep
They talkin' trap, but ain't a fiend that could vouch for 'em
Come to me, had fiends trappin' out they house for him
Auntie cool, but don't be tellin' they ain't stashin' nothing
Always gotta hand out, tryna grab something
Know I keep a shooter that'll stab something
And a dyke when hoes acting brazy, that'll rag something
Still shoutin' out my self on my last run in
n***a, word to mommy, if a p**y try me
We gon' do him in the lobby, send away a lobby
Talk co*ky, walk properly, know that God got me
Snitch n***as, sent the peoples tryna Fox 5 me
I'm somewhere that you can't find me with like 5 thotties
Them IG b**hes with a million likes right by me
I'm on the phone, talkin' money on the vac sealer
And n***as still callin' back 'cause the pack k**er
Little disclaimer, we don't ever argue, eat a dick, hater
Can't talk baller to a spectator
Still jumpin' out the Mazi rockin' Margiela
Thousand dollar jeans on, and I just walk better
Rocking Off-White in the off weather
They ain't f**in' with the boy, never (nah)
They ain't f**in' with the boy, never
Like, 6-0, ha, Fastmoney sh**