I don't really wanna go

I don't really wanna stay

But I really hope and pray

Can we get it together?

Get it together

Mustard on the beat, hoe

I put the new Forgis on the Jeep

I trap until the bl00dy bottoms is underneath

'Cause all my n!gg@s got it out the streets

I keep a hundred racks inside my jeans

I remember hittin' the mall with the whole team

Now a n!gg@ can't answer calls 'cause I'm ballin'

I was wakin' up gettin' racks in the mornin'

I was broke, now I'm rich, these n!gg@s s@lty

All this designer on my body got me drip, drip, ayy

Straight up out the Y@jects, I'm a big Cr!p

If I got a pint of lean, I'ma sip, sip

I run the racks up with my queen like London and N!p

But I got rich on all these n!gg@s, I didn't forget, back

I had to go through the struggle, I didn't forget that

I hop inside of the Maybach and now I can sit back

These b!tches know me now 'cause I got them big racks

'Cause I'm gettin' money now, I know you heard that

Young n!gg@ on the corner, b!tch, I had to serve crack

Uncle fronted me some P's, had to get them birds back

We came up on dirty money, I gave it a birdbath

Cut off the brain and I give my b!tch a new coupe

Either you frontin' y'all gang or you're SuW00p

Got a New Orleans b!tch, and man, that p*y v00d00**

And I'm that n!gg@ now, who knew?

(Nakarat Tekrar)

I put the new Forgis on the Jeep

I trap until the bl00dy bottoms is underneath

'Cause all my n!gg@s got it out the streets

I keep a hundred racks inside my jeans

I remember hittin' the mall with the whole team

Now a n!gg@ can't answer calls 'cause I'm ballin'

I was wakin' up gettin' racks in the mornin'

I was broke, now I'm rich, these n!gg@s s@lty

I been wakin' up to get the money, woah, woah

Got a b@d b!tch, her @ss tatted, woah, woah

Givenchy to my toes, two twins, I'm fin' 'em both**

I put in a new AP, the water like a boat

I was down bad on my d!ck, where was you n!gg@s at?

I know you turned your back on me just to get some racks

I see you swerve back, 'cause I'm in the black 'Bach

New diamonds on me, f a flash, this ain't Snapchat**

'Cause I been gettin' paid

Yellow diamonds on me look like lemonade

Grab my baby mama that new Bentayga

Tryna get the dojo like a sensei, yeah

Rolls Royce umbrellas when I'm in the rain

I just mind my business

I got brothers that did the time, I ain't kiddin'

All these rappers just talk about it, I live it

Goin' up, I ain't got no sky limit, yeah, yeah, yeah

(Nakarat Tekrar)

I put the new Forgis on the Jeep

I trap until the bl00dy bottoms is underneath

'Cause all my n!gg@s got it out the streets

I keep a hundred racks inside my jeans

I remember hittin' the mall with the whole team

Now a n!gg@ can't answer calls 'cause I'm ballin'

I was wakin' up gettin' racks in the mornin'

I was broke, now I'm rich, these n!gg@s s@lty

I, ayy, yeah

I've been ballin', lil' n!gg@

Now watch me ball on these n!gg@s

Yeah, now watch me ball on these n!gg@s, yeah

Now watch me ball on these n!gg@s

Now watch me ball on these n!gg@s, yeah, yeah

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