Huh

Po— poster-poster, poster child

Poster-poster, poster child

Fa-fa-fa-fa (Okay, let's go)

My check just hit this week, that mean I'm doing the most

To the ones who counted me out, now they be setting my course

Ain't have generational wealth, we get no wish to them, bro

My first time touching this money, yo, let's make a toast

Put your hands up if you broke, but now you up

Get your bands up if you broke, let's get up

Ain't no handouts, we gotta go, are you dumb?

Put your hands up if you broke, but now you up

Mama said I need a milli' to show you bitches how far I done came

Where I'm from, I had a heart on my skin so I could go harder in pain

Old heads talking about death in hip-hop, yeah, hating on Doechii, all of them lames

I learned the realer they claiming they are, the louder they bark when they not in your face

Someone give me a chancleta, I need to swipe you bitches

Top 2 and I'm not two, bitch, and the struggle we got is a highkey difference

Online y'all IG living, I don't discriminate, I ain't no bigot

But I don't care if it's he, she, her, they, them, don't fuck with not one of you bitches

Put your hands up if you broke, but now you up

Get your bands up if you broke, let's get up

Ain't no handouts, we gotta go, are you dumb?

Put your hands up if you broke, but now you up

Zoo York City little bitch, all of my guys outside

I got 8 that C-Town lit, all of my chinks gon' ride

Little Haiti got Flatbush on ten, we at the Junction loud

Got Sunset Park to Bushwick, my Puerto Ricans on top

Wait, go get a vibe, spoke as a trauma, I wear it with pride

This for my immigrant kids who was translating shit for they moms all the time

This for the rebels who misunderstood, tryna paint us a monster online

Like, fuck 'em, bitch we outside, I do this stuff for the guys

Put your hands up if you broke, but now you up

Get your bands up if you broke, let's get up

Ain't no handouts, we gotta go, are you dumb?

Put your hands up if you broke, but now you up

Huh, huh