Yea

What that boy Gutta say

I'm tired of being humble

We gone flex on these **** all summer, you know what I'm saying

Like, pop out with that shit on me, know what I'm saying

Pop out with them sticks on me, know what I'm saying, like

Yea

I been selling all these bags, it's hard to keep my composure

I might pop out with some drip that you can't find in the stores

Brought a backpack for the money, it won't fit in my clothes

I can't lie, I feel like Mitch when I be serving the bows

He was tryna kick it with the gang and then they wiped that boy nose

Bru was cool, but I cut ties when I had found out he told

Just bought some thousand dollar shoes to stand right there by the stove

The opps inside, they know they come out and we upping the score

The opps inside, they know lil gang them be spraying shit

Shawty caught a face shot, cause he was out here in the way and shit

Can't wait til they let Jay out, told Twon bring that K out

Lil KJ lose his cool don't give a fuck bout how it play out, blrrrd

I been trapping, might buy one of you ****

Get a box for the killers and tip em and tell em go send a few shots for a ****

I been popping my shit, getting richer and richer

Pushing these bags, I'm right here by the stove

Ain't no pots or no pans, we getting rich in this kitchen

Them **** some minions, they do what I do and I know that they broke so I'm buying Amiri's

And I know **** hate that I'm popping my shit how I'm popping my shit, so I stay in My mirrors

I been getting more paper and buying more bags, so this shit getting bigger and bigger And bigger

I been buying more guns, they say I be tripping, they say I'm a villain, they say I'm a Menace

Them **** be hiding

They know we be drilling, can't wait til we catch em, my **** gone kill em

I been selling all these bags, it's hard to keep my composure

I might pop out with some drip that you can't find in the stores

Brought a backpack for the money, it won't fit in my clothes

I can't lie, I feel like Mitch when I be serving the bows

He was tryna kick it with the gang and then they wiped that boy nose

Bru was cool, but I cut ties when I had found out he told

Just bought some thousand dollar shoes to stand right there by the stove

The opps inside, they know they come out and we upping the score

Like, tell them **** come outside

The sun out we still sliding

They keep hiding out, I make lil gang them blow they crib down

Bro throw back that pill to clear his conscience when it's drill time

Talking like they tough, so we gone make them **** live by it

I been selling all these bags, it's hard to keep my composure

I might pop out with some drip that you can't find in the stores

Brought a backpack for the money, it won't fit in my clothes

I can't lie, I feel like Mitch when I be serving the bows

He was tryna kick it with the gang and then they wiped that boy nose

Bru was cool, but I cut ties when I had found out he told

Just bought some thousand dollar shoes to stand right there by the stove

The opps inside, they know they come out and we upping the score