Oh man, god damn

Dirty trap floor, with the cockroach where I was staying(where I was stayin')

(Rock that shi the fuck out Hari) when I was I broke I told my big bro to give me hand(to give me hand), from traphouse now I want acres and whole lotta land(and whole lotta land), I grew up a robber taker, but I ain't plan it(I ain't plan it) invested on a buisness and sum more shit so that I am staying rich, walk to the bank, go to the ATM, then pull out bands, watch what the ho' do, when you got racks inside your hands(inside your hands)

B-roll countin' me stay up, I'm in the backseat of the black truck like the president