Say your homie killed my dawg but now he dead now

I just put like twenty on my wrist bitch I’m the man now

And I move a lot of pounds for cheap this ain’t no hand outs

I could put like twenty on your head and now it’s man down

I just got this shit up out the mud, cause bitch I trap hard

Swing to my gang

You other **** you get taxed off

I could get a hundred on consignment with my trap card

Fuck them other **** they was doubting and now we back on

Got these bitches scoutin’ me

Runnin’ like a track star Big wallet, shit talker. Amiris fits is small bitch, I got big pockets

Everytime she get the dick

Little bitch, now she can’t sit proper

Now I gotta take her to the mall & make her drip proper

Fell asleep in Gucci

But I woke up in a hellcat

Take this YSL cause I don’t purchase no Chanel bags

Maybe even Fendi like a fact, bitch I can sell cap

Smellin’ like new money & new runners, you can smell Saks Balenciaga ballin’, Chrome Heart

Reefy said let Benjy do the Rollie, get the Carti

I don’t do no shooting out no cars but I’ll park him

Any **** speakin’ on my name, and he’ll get auctioned

Then I got my money up

Tell **** they can’t stop me

Every week a hundred on, took in and split the profit

Twenty on my arm, had to get it straight from Wafet

Tell these **** ima problem, all my **** out here wylin’

Catch a Body

I’m from up the island, but getting money with some Philly **** Rob people, killer, pick my flip up smokin' Billy Kimball

I can tell from talkin’ to him, he ain’t ever killed a ****

Pistol gripper, X all in my system

This four nickel got a skinny trigger

Ain’t no pretty picture, but I’m shinin’ **** fuck it

In my hood I’m Puffy, I been in my duffy, **** never punked me

They know Gee gon’ bust it, in a scuffle, and he getting money

I remember she ain't wanna fuck me, swore that I was ugly

Ridin’ down Riata on a huffy, at miss Jan it's comfy

My big brother kill you if you touch me, if you live, you lucky

Young **** but so far from a rookie, **** sweet as tootsies

Told my man to switch now it’s a fully, he won’t miss a bullet

This exotic dog, pocket bully

Mask up when I cook it

He ain’t front it, so you know I took it

I knew he was pussy

We gon’ shoot some’ if you try and whoop me

I take beef and cook it

Know I talk that shit and look it

Don’t get killed for lookin’ ****

Then I got my money up

Tell **** they can’t stop me

Every week a hundred on, took in and split the profit Twenty on my arm, had to get it straight from Wafet

Tell these **** ima problem, all my **** out here wylin’

Catch a body, catch a body for this shit (you know you locked in) Young **** catchin’ bodies for this shit

They trying to get locked in

Yeah

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah