(Hook)

Rubber band hunnids, stack it til' my matress flip. I tied in with some real killers get wacked for talking shit. Got out the pen, now im on top i got my own label. And i ain't carying no bag. Ion owe no f*cking favors. I'll see you bye later. I don't owe no f*cking. I was whippin' caroline up in the trap, ain't have my own paper. Now we all fallen for the wrong reaper.

(Verse)

I hate digging in the past, i got some pain in my heart i need to get of, get of so fast.

Hate these cubans on my heart, i need some help i ain't feelin' to bad. I ain't feelin' to bad. I got these drugs to have my back... Pray these drugs have my back. (Yeah, yeah)

(Hook)

Rubber band hunnids, stack it til' my matress flip. I tied in with some real killers get wacked for talking shit. Got out the pen, now im on top i got my own label. And i ain't carying no bag. Ion owe no f*cking favors. I'll see you bye later. I don't owe no f*cking. I was whippin' caroline up in the trap, ain't have my own paper. Now we all fallen for the wrong reaper.

(Bridghe)

I can't let my past go, i seen my brother in the streets i watched his eyes closed. Only murder in my eyes when im back home. Now why you fallin' for the rat h*es? (Yeah)

(Hook)

Rubber band hunnids, stack it til' my matress flip. I tied in with some real killers get wacked for talking shit. Got out the pen, now im on top i got my own label. And i ain't carying no bag. Ion owe no f*cking favors. I'll see you bye later. I don't owe no f*cking. I was whippin' caroline up in the trap, ain't have my own paper. Now we all fallen for the wrong reaper.