Randy Moss (Prod. Cashcache & Dylvinci)

I only think about going up
Nigga fuck what you thought
Maison Margiela nigga fuck the cost
Caught a bag feel like Randy Moss
You ain't part of the gang get lost
How I'm livin' nigga livin' large
You wasn't right buddy you was wrong
I was up early crack a' dawn
(crack a' dawn) (what)

Told my brothers that we gettin' on
I need my money on long
I get fired then I turn to a boss
Do what I want give a fuck bout' a law
Everything major I feel like Young Dolph
I do this shit for my muh'fucking dogs
Way to the top with the stars

Oh so you broke in a bad mood?
This some shit to make a bag to
Nigga thought he was us I got bad news
And they told me blackout so I had to
I went up and I know why they mad too
Don't give a fuck we ain't ask you
You'd be surprised what that math do
(Damn)
Speak on the gang they'll subtract you
Roll up a spliff and then add you
I had to do what I had to
We be outside like avenue
Don't be mad at yourself I ain't mad at you
And I'm eatin' good I went to Malibu
Make some Margiela my casuals
Chasin' the bag like Mr. Krabs do

Think about going up
Nigga fuck what you thought
Maison Margiela nigga fuck the cost
Caught a bag feel like Randy Moss
You ain't part of the gang get lost
How I'm livin' nigga livin' large
You wasn't right buddy you was wrong
I was up early crack a' dawn
(crack a' dawn) (what)

Told my brothers that we gettin' on
I need my money on long
I get fired then I turn to a boss
Do what I want give a fuck bout' a law
Everything major I feel like Young Dolph
I do this shit for my muh'fucking dogs
On the way to the top with the stars