[Chorus 1]

I been chilling way too long I think it’s time to turn up to the MAX

I ain’t stopping till I win a Grammy or at least I win a couple plaques

I heard that **** be looking for me I be posted **** where you at?

You know the bond between us and the history what the fuck could get in the way of that?

This the time to really run them racks up

Slide down your block in a Bentley black truck

Smoking some shit that you can not match up

Flipping the pack to a hunnid cash plus

I’m way ahead and you can not catch up

DFG gang yea you knowing that’s us

Did this alone without any back up

I’m going up **** call me NASA

[Verse 1]

Whipping the Rover like SRT **** this glock

came with a beam

No you not one of us not on the team **** get the fuck away from me

I got that bag yea I got that cash yea **** don’t want no smoke I put some bread on your motherfucking head yeah

I hate when **** gon act like they knew me

popping out stylish with my brother 2lee

you know that he always keep him a tooley

If he don’t got it then I’m calling up Fendi

If he don’t got it then I’m calling up Nate

to the money do this shit everyday

run the racks up then I put it in a safe

think you better than me **** swear that you laced

Always dreamed of driving fast cars I just hope I really make it that far

hating now just be patient **** I ain’t did shit yet that part

I could never love a bitch no more that’s why I rock chrome hearts

the same ones that be hating back then be the ones to show fake love

[Chorus 2]

I been chilling way too long I think it’s time to turn up to the MAX

I ain’t stopping till I win a Grammy or at least I win a couple plaques

I heard that **** be looking for me I be posted **** where you at?

You know the bond between us and the history what the fuck could get in the way of that?

This the time to really run them racks up

Slide down your block in a Bentley black truck

Smoking some shit that you can not match up

Flipping the pack to a hunnid cash plus

I’m way ahead and you can not catch up

DFG gang yea you knowing that’s us

Did this alone without any back up

I’m going up **** call me NASA

[Verse 2]

I got trust issues I can’t trust these fuck **** no way

Didn’t your mama teach you before crossing me that you gotta look both ways

Bullets gon hit him put him on a shirt

this shit gon pay off putting in work

and I might go Hollywood for a year **** free my **** Lil Durk

[Chrous 3]

This the time to really run them racks up

Slide down your block in a Bentley black truck

Smoking some shit that you can not match up

Flipping the pack to a hunnid cash plus

I’m way ahead and you can not catch up

DFG gang yea you knowing that’s us

Did this alone without any back up

I’m going up **** call me NASA