(Let's go)

Yeah, before I was rich (Your)

I could run down, take your bitch (Oh, oh)

Yeah, before I was rich (Your)

I could run down, take your bitch (Oh, oh)

The TV said we rich

In VA, need to take a pic

NDA this lil' bitch

I want you to talk like this

Groove, huh, walk like this

I want you to take a risk

Go prove to yourself

Huh, that you young and lit

Yeah, you gon' be old one day (Bee, bee)

And there won't be no fun in it (No fun in it)

Yeah, so keep runnin' it

Yeah, so keep runnin' it

Pourin' up drank, put it on ice

Got my own hats 'cause I got lice

And my bats gon' bite

And my bats gon' fight

Get out the way like Hugo Mike

I don't wanna hear that unless you gon'—

I don't wanna hear that unless you gon' die

I don't wanna hear that unless you gon' die

Po-po-pourin' up drank, put it on ice

Got my own hats 'cause I got lice

A-and my bats gon' bite

And my bats gon' fight

Get out the way like Hugo Mike

I don't wanna hear that unless you gon'—

I don't wanna hear that unless you gon' die

I don't wanna hear that unless you gon' die

(Let's go)

Yeah, before I was rich (Your)

I could run down, take your bitch (Oh, oh)

Yeah, before I was rich (Your)

I could run down, take your bitch (Oh, oh)

Yeah, before I was rich (Your)

I could run down, take your bitch (Oh, oh)

Yeah, before I was rich (Your)

I could run down, take your bitch (Oh, oh)

The TV said we rich

The TV said we rich

The TV said we rich

The TV said we rich

Yeah, before I was rich

I could run down, take your bitch

Yeah, before I was rich

I could run down, take your bitch (Yeah, woah)

Give my slime that shank (Woah, woah)

Trackman, Trackhawk and that's it (Ah, ah)

Been fucked up in the crib

I'm off shits, uh, yeah (Yeah, yeah)

Wakey, wakey, bitch, I'm off shits, uh (Yeah, yeah)

They gon' have to take me rich 'cause I ain't goin' back to no basic shit (Yeah, fuck)

Uh, fake it 'til you're rich

Lay down, lay down, land

And I ain't seen my father (Huh)

'Cause I been tryna get dollars

You rot, I'm a rottweiler

This Gucci, pop my collar

Uh, illustrate, I'm a drawer

Join us so you can meet my mama

I know what you did, I honor

I'ma always be the Gunner

Drama, drama, drama, drama

Drama, drama, drama, drama

All it take is a pajama

Tell me if you do get bothered

Drama, drama, drama, drama

Drama, drama, drama, drama

All it take is a pajama

Tell me if you do get bothered

Tell me if you do get bothered