(Intro)
Go, go
Yeah, go go
(Verse)
Huh, I need some racks in the morning
Yeah, I need that bag in the morning
Yeah, she feeling red flags, I can't hold it
Yeah, I got archive, you can't own it
I-I got a thick bad bitch and she not boney
On my rich nigga shit, I'm not phony
Finna-finna take yo bitch so I'm not lonely
Walk in the bank, got a lot on me
In-in the i8, no top on it
He-he a fed nigga, He a cop on me
I-I got a blick but it's not on me
We got the straps nigga, from the army
Thick-thick white hoe and she like a Barbie
Fucking yo hoe and I'm not sorry
Puffing on fat ass gas like I'm Bob Marley
You ain't 'bout that shit, come and pull up on me
She on my body, (?)
I-I be moving, baby, I need me to go
Woke up, spend a damn rack on my toe
I got a Louis bag, I don't need a tote
I'm too fire, nigga I don't need a coat
I-I need some money, put it in my notes
Fuck-fuck that bitch then I go like a ghost
Juggin-juggin his pack, man that's how it go
My pockets fat, man that's how it go
Niggas out sad, man that's how it go
I got that bitch, I'm ready till I can't go
My pockets like Pac-Man, eating it up
If you is a broke nigga, I give no fuck
I fuck that bitch and I put her in a crutch
My body Rick Owens, I need a tux
You with that same ass bitch I already fucked, yuh
i know u was written by 1oneam.
i know u was produced by envyother.