Don't even ask how I'm doing

You just gotta' face all the music yea

I cut a cheque when they queue it

I feel the pain and pursue it

Time to go walk with a drac', wouldn't do it

And now that my bag come in three, call it stooges

They bouta' listen to me, preach student

They already crashed and I already knew it

I told em', they been had the chance but they blew it

I told em', I been had the bag and they knew it

I told em' I told em', we gotta' get to it

I told em' I told em', we can get into it

I told em' I told em', the bag got em' flew in

I told em' I told em', my bag got influence

I bet the potion, he got the toaster and I smoke out the .442 cause I chose it

My drank always purple my walk down it golden

If I ain't got none in my hands then I sold it

Passing up on 250, I been seized the moment

Crazy on the field like my last name is Foden

And these **** ain't shit and I ain't sugar coating

These bitches all burnt out, these from the toaster

And I cooked up a new route from coast to coast

And I cooked up a new sound, they gon' overdose

Whole pound came with a load

I load up the whole pound, came with a lil' trouble

Hold up like hollup, like what do you know

You all in my business like what can you show

I don't care bout' your feelings when it comes to dough

Just show me the pape' and I'll get on the road

Give me the backend and I'll put on a show

Get it stuffed, wall to wall like my pockets all Cho's

I'm stretching the bag like I'm stretching the Trojan

Get my money like damn I'm stuck in the program

I'm fully equipped, occupied using both hands

I'm still cutting up, let me go ham

Shit getting deep with this shit, evil program

Put on Prada with pride like oh man huh

You ever been stepped on, you feel like you don't matter huh?

Say you can't front shit cause I know you gon' hold that

New blue notes, these hunnids' that fresh pack

Tryna' tip toe in this bitch like you Riff Raff

Get this shit goin', ain't tryna' chit chat

And get this shit roaring, pussy tryna' talk back

Thumbing that cheque like a motherfucking hall pass

Like quick shit, we will not last

I'm pulling in pink chips, no contract

I just be raking this shit no Rafael

And I still have my meds anywhere, let it bypass

Black tank top, YSL

Stuffing cargos like thigh pads

I'm on the boat, can't choke but she can yea huh

Fair well pussy

I'm having shit and my bitch good looking

Still find the paint so land where lucky

I got a whole hey, who looking

I'm in control, can't cook it

They talking bold, pump fake when we took em' huh yea

I set sail

I set sail

I set sail

They already crashed and I already knew it

I told em', they been had the chance but they blew it

I told em', I been had the bag and they knew it

I told em' I told em', we gotta' get to it

I told em' I told em', we can get into it

I told em' I told em', the bag got em' flew in

I told em' I told em', my bag got influence

I told em' I told em', we gotta' get to it

I told em' I told em', we can get into it

I told em' I told em', the bag got em' flew in

I told em' I told em', my bag got influence