Hook

Yeen my bro my cuzz my whoadie my partner

Nigha you ain’t in the mobster

Yeen know nothing bout getting that pack we running them racks my nighaz we solid

Ween no nothing bout selling that whack we pumping that gas u pumping that garbage

Oh yeah nighaz yall better pay homage

It’s 100 rounds sit my cartage

If aine got my nighaz they got it

This that dope we smoking narcotics

Flip them sticks my nigha they rotted

Them young boy they going regarded

If I told you what we worth just look at my neck them diamonds they polished

If I told you it’s all there then **** don’t count can’t fit in my wallet.

Verse

If they watching boy I gotta be fresh

That’s Gucci that’s loui my closet

Now I got em impressed

Take 2 to 2 I dropped it

Look at my Cuban I rocked it

All these blues can’t fit in my pocket

Who broke fuck nigha look stop it

SDE we ending that gossip

Who wanna bet

That we got that check

Got my foot on they neck

Flex I’m balling they drop it I cop it

Make me go upside yo noggin

Talking bout jacking and robbing

Boy I better know we mobbing

Odd we pop it no problem

Dpk I promise it’s solid

Doa you think it’s ok play

I promise im sending them Shottas

Ssm I promise I got us

Trap go hard we stacking them

Collards

Head game cray she giving me knowledge

Duncan boy shit I gotta pay homage

We booming and bunkin bitch

Hook

Yeen my bro my cuzz my whoadie my partner

Nigha you ain’t in the mobster

Yeen know nothing bout getting that pack we running them racks my **** we solid

Ween no nothing bout selling that whack we pumping that gas u pumping that garbage

Oh yeah nighaz yall better pay homage

It’s 100 rounds sit my cartage

If aine got my nighaz they got it

This that dope we smoking narcotics

Flip them sticks my nigha they rotted

Them young boys they going regarded

If I told you what we worth just look at my neck them diamonds they polished

If I told you it’s all there then **** don’t count can’t fit in my wallet.

Verse

You on that Reggie I blow on that gas 93 it’s unleaded

I’m stacking this lettuce

U in the street but get caught wit the heat bout to help the police cause we know u gone tell it

I hit the bay get them packs for the low send em back let it blow cause u know imma sell it

Send off my cash and then wait on them bags

Cause my folk over there and u know they gone mail it

Shell 93 or that chervon

That pack got you nodding like you was heroine

If the discussion ain’t cash I don’t care none

That blick ain’t a 30 u won’t see me car one

U fuck on my hoe I’m the Bro we can’t share em

Try snatch my chain u gone die so I dare em

Chain on my neck got the glow like a flair gun

Beef u get jumped out the gate ain’t no fair ones

Reel it in I got them

Benjamin’s

Gucci’s out Lennox they matching my Lennon

My diamonds they swimming that water it’s

Dipping and dropping yo bitch wanna sip

Just by the look of it cook up a cookie

And buss down a block trap it out at the bookie

Know I’m wit murda know I’m wit hunnit

That’s money on money and nobody took it

Hook

My bro my cuzz my whoadie my partner

Nigha you ain’t in the monster

Yeen know nothing bout getting that pack we running them racks my nighaz we solid

Ween no nothing bout selling that whack we pumping that gas u dumpin that garbage

Oh yeah nighaz best better pay homage

It’s 100 rounds sit my cartage

If aine got my nighaz they got it

This that dope we smoking narcotics

Flip them sticks my nigha they rotted

Them young boy they going regarded

If I told you what we worth just look at my neck them diamonds they polished

If I told you it’s all there then **** don’t count can’t fit in my wallet.