Wake Up

I'm a boss nigga keep makin these racks I'm countin the money then watchin it stack They needed new music I'm runnin it back I hop in the foreign I hope I don't crash I'm doing 200 that digital dash I pray to the Lord that I make me some cash We workin too hard watch me ball on your ass You think that you tough cause you ran with the pack Red Bottoms they bleeding Guess it's that time of the month Yeah Private flights out of Sweden Bitch I just do what I want Walk it like my name is Jackson You ain't tough boy you better stop actin And I'm serving these down like I'm Stockton If it's beef my nigga I ain't dodgin Yeah Wake up every fuckin day When I wake up man I'm sayin my grace I say fuck it up and I bought me a Wraith Man pass me the liquor I don't need no chase I fuck on your and she know she a babe I'm dripped in designer I'm wearing that Bape I need me a Bentley when I get a Wraith Fuck it up fuck it fuck it up Robitussin inside of my double cup Finger bustin the OG the spark it up Man you niggas be soft you ain't dangerous I press the gas digital dash on your ass You say that you mad But I can't remember the last time I asked I gotta watch out for the snakes in the grass I'm so far ahead I'm ahead of my class This just come easy I swear it's no task And I do a lot And I'm going off I swear to God we gon tear this shit up And I'm not gon stop till we all run it up And nothing gon stop me from making these bops That's word to mother that's word to my pops I'm going off today I wanna ball just like Hardaway You can keep sleeping I'm wide awake I'm wide awake Fuck it up fuck it up fuck it Robitussin inside of my double cup Finger bustin the OG the spark it up Fuck it up fuck it up fuck it Fuck it up fuck it up fuck it I'm a boss nigga keep makin these racks I'm countin the money then watchin it stack They needed new music I'm runnin it back I hop in the foreign I hope I don't crash I'm doing 200 that digital dash I pray to the Lord that I make me some cash We workin too hard watch me ball on your ass You think that you tough cause you ran with the pack Red Bottoms they bleeding guess it's that time of the month Yeah Private flights out of Sweeden bitch I just do what I want Walk it like my name is Jackson You ain't tough boy you better stop actin And I'm serving these down like I'm Stockton If it's beef my nigga I ain't dodgin Yeah