[Chorus]
Aye, yeah, I keep some cash on me
Go 'head, try that lil bullshit, you get clapped, homie
Walkin' 'round with them racks, gotta keep the strap on me
All that hatin', you be doin' better, relax on me
Go get a bag, why you worried 'bout what I'm doin'
Now she on my phone, she worried 'bout who I'm screwin'
And what I'm doin'
I be in my own lane, I been gettin' to it
I'm so stuck in my ways, I ain't never lose 'em
[Verse]
I got thotties tryna fuck me 'cause they see I got the juice
When I hopped up out the porch, I swear I hopped right in a coupe
And these niggas mad at me because they not gettin' no loot
Got a bad bitch 'bout to slide, finna blow me like a flute, aye
When I pop out on the scene, a young nigga too clean
I can't even hang with these niggas, they too green
I'ma young boss, bitch, I need all my cheese
Water on me Voss, nigga come look at my ring
Now these bitches choosin', so I can pick and choose 'em
Niggas actin' stupid, he got jugged, that lil boy foolish
They was talkin' down, bring it up, they ain't clueless
Built it off the group, put my all right in this music
[Verse 2]
I can't ever fold, I'ma keep it a hundred
I put that on my soul, lot these niggas told
And nigga, truth to be told
I'ma run to the money and stack it, it can't fold
Got some blue and red money up in my bankroll
And smoking big blunts, look like some egg rolls
Knockin' different bitches down just like dominoes
And I don't be stuntin' shit, I know how it go
I know how it go
[Bridge]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Woah, woah, woah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Woah, woah, woah)
[Chorus]
Aye, yeah, I keep some cash on me
Go 'head, try that lil bullshit, you get clapped, homie
Walkin' 'round with them racks, gotta keep the strap on me
All that hatin', you be doin' better, relax on me
Go get a bag, why you worried 'bout what I'm doin'
Now she on my phone, she worried 'bout who I'm screwin'
And what I'm doin'
I be in my own lane, I been gettin' to it
I'm so stuck in my ways, I ain't never lose 'em, yeah