Let's get it (Let's do it)
Ayy, let's get it (Ayy)
Forty racks, plus some Forgis, nigga? That's 10K a rim
I can't even zip the duffle, this bitch filled up to the brim
'Member walking funny, they was laughin' like, "Look at him"
I had .22 rifle in my pants leg, that wasn't no limp, nigga
Told bae, "Don't post nothin' with our house, these niggas plot" (Don't do it)
Even when they DoorDash, don't grab it 'til they leave the block
My OGs was servin' rocks, hittin' custos 'round the clock
You call they phone, they like, "What's up? I'm right here, how much you got?" (How much you got?)
Used to set alarms on my phone in middle school like it was ringin'
Now it ring so much, I DND this bitch, turn off my ringer
Sons getting taller, I put all the guns where they can't reach 'em
Doing a hundred, tryna get broski back home, his teller beepin'
Tried to give these niggas game, certain shit you just can't teach 'em
P-Paid in Full, I'll Uncle Ice your ass, cut off his finger
First million I got, I ain't gon' lie, I felt like I was dreamin'
Second M I got, I was pissed 'cause Pops weren't here to see it
Tenth M, twentieth M, thirtieth M, this shit different
If you know how much pape' you got, you ain't really rich, nigga
These so-called real niggas be on so much sucker shit (Bitch-ass niggas)
You ain't gotta cuff her, she fucked you, boy, I wouldn't touch the bitch (I wouldn't)
New Supreme Margiela jacket (New Supreme Margiela), make that V12 yell in traffic
We got semis and automatics, pussy, where that static?
Soon as the beef hit the internet, let 'em have it
Big chain, bad news gon' beat you home, you try to grab it (Fah)
Take care of your family, praise God, hustle hard and over-ball
Whether it's defense or offense, we 99 overall
You come from where I come from, you could do this shit, I'm showin' y'all (This shit)
Only a hatin'-ass nigga look at it like I'm showin' off
We used to hoop on crates
Right there at Auntie Betty house, she let us stay out late
I miss CB, he used to get drunk, let us shoot the K
If we was deep in, we ain't know you, bro, just play it safe
And walk the other way
I'm who set the trends, I ain't the one that's chasing clout (Uh-uh)
Niggas goin' to jail on purpose just to make a "First Day Out" (No cap)
Don't work with the law, but in them streets, the law what we lay down
Real D baby, I went to the movies to see 8 Mile, nigga
7 Mile, better pile, Evergreen, hella fiends
School craft, almighty, we don't like nobody
Joy Road, hundred bowls, fuck a hundred hoes
6 Mile, brick mile, bring more 'til the world blow
Nigga, Lintwood to P Rock (Yeah)
Don't worry 'bout what we cop (Yeah)
Put these boys on the force, they keep doing a police job (Racks)
Done it all like Shawty Lo, Rubberband Man like T.I. (Rubberband Man like T.I.)
Real killer like Big Alvin, real boss like Big Levi (Big Lee)
If you know, you know, if you don't, I won't be the one tell you (Yeah)
Humans lie, just depend on God, He ain't gon' fail you
Niggas call my phone, have fake conversations just to ask me to Zelle 'em
All my money tied up, I don't know what to tell 'em, nigga (Fuck on, nigga)
Grizz, bitch
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