Money made, but still I got the trap jumpin

500 straight for the gang, body bag stuffin

Whole hood hot, new pack, tell em stay comin

Whole hood hot, new pack, tell em keep it comin

Choppa got a kick

That bitch straight from Russia

Leave the stick poking out

Don't do no discussions

Broad day crashing out

I'm like fuck the repercussions

At your crib air it out

Hunnid rounds get to dumpin' smoke it out

Whole gang masked up, feel just like the Taliban

On my arm tatted out, whole fit a hunnid bans

Pull up on yo' bitch, and she know just who I am

Throw a fuckin' stack, get hit with that rubber band

Pull up swipin, and I'm like that

Never get yo' wife back

Gang end up in toe-tags

With yo' bitch, she like that

Got Maison Margiela on the tote bag

Run into your crib like where your folks at

Drop his location, whole gang at his front door

Trap phone ring, I'ma god with the payload

Balenci on my kicks, turn the scene to a funeral

Blue face, hunnits in my bag, money numeral

Money made, but still I got the trap jumpin

500 straight for the gang, body bag stuffin

Whole hood hot, new pack, tell em stay comin

Whole hood hot, new pack, tell em keep it comin

Choppa got a kick

That bitch straight from Russia

Leave the stick poking out

Don't do no discussions

Broad day crashing out

I'm like fuck the repercussions

At your crib air it out

Hunnid rounds get to dumpin' smoke it out