[ Chorus ] Young n***a got my weight up Stack bread got my cake up Living good I'm paid up and I will never go broke again Gang gang when I come through Flex hard no muscle Grind hard I hustle and I'll never go broke again [Verse 1: Foreign] Shorty toating this 40 Man these hoes ain't worthy Ops mad they worried Flexing on em just cause I can BeamTeam my youngings Gang Gang or nothing Party jumping it's bussing Bout to f** it off all again Riding round in my city Jackballin on tillies Remy all in my kindneys Gang gang got hella bands Ima stunted on them I know that Don't give a f** and I show that Mac 11 WE toat that Red beam straight at yo head TeamFlee that's gang nem Fake n***as we hate them Broke n***as we ain't them Paper stacking I love my bread Watch drippy no fu sh** Come thru Onnat Ku sh** Gold gold on my toofis Shorty snapping I love her head [Verse 2: Foreign ] If you see me den w my gang lil b**h Stop bragging bout yo chain I'll take yo sh** Rooga to yo mind a change yo sh** I'm like hold on this n***a be tripping I'm high off this pill and this remy be tripping I'm f**ing these hoe but I'm all bout my riches She swallow my kids she all bout my children Ima stack my bread my bread till its high then a building I'm big foreign with a glo on my name These n***as be Haten they hoes and the lames I show up and sh** and they glad that I came My gang is so raw and they how we bang I'm high of the d** and I'm stay switching lanes They like foreign baybee why u stay switching names I do what I want cause I been n the game like [ Chorus ]