Verse 1:
Where Is You At I Thought This Was Yo Summer
You Don't Want That Drama Got Guns Like Osama
Got Power In The City I Feel Like Obama
My Diamonds So Wet They Might Start Off A Tundra
Remember Them Days Pulling Off In That Honda
My Gas In A Pack And They Come In A Bundle
You Falling Off Like Rain You Need A Umbrella
Designer Shit Nothing But Maison Margielas
Got Pounds In A Box I'm Like How Did You Mail It
The Plug Hit Me Up He Like How Did You Sell It
Police Pulled Me Over How Couldn't You Smell It
They Pulled Me Over Just Because I'm A Felon
Because Im A Felon Wit Maison Margielas
They Don't Wanna See Me Up Unless Im In Heaven
They Pray That I'm Down And They Pray That I'm Hurt
They Wish I Would Die And They Hope I Get Murked
My Mind Was Fucked Up I Had To Go To Church
I Prayed That I Wouldn't Put You On A Shirt
I Been That N***a Since I Came From Birth
Hopped Straight Off That Porch And Got It Out The Dirt
Been Geeked Out My Mind And I'm High Off That Earth
Been Smoking On Grass That's Greener Then Turf
A Lil Bitty Bitch Said The Bird Was The Word
I Started With One Then Turn It To A Verb
Remember In School They Thought I Was A Nerd
Left Straight Out That Bitch And Went Back To The Curb
Back To The Block And Then Back To The Corner
She Tried To Come Back And I Bet I Disowned
Bet I Disowned Her Like I Did Not Know Her
Who Dis I Gotta New Phone Wit No Number
I Had To Stay Down And I Had To Stay Humble
What Is Success If It Wasn't For Struggle

(:Hook:)
Shut The Fuck Up And Go Get You Some Money
Just Shut The Fuck Up And Go Get You Some Money (X3)
Shut The Fuck Up And Go Get You Some Money
Bitch Shut The Fuck Up And Go Get You Some Money (X2)
Shut The Fuck Up And Go Get You Some Money

The Whole City Know I'm Bossed Up
Atl Know That I'm Bossed Up
South Side Know That I'm Bossed Up
The Whole Riverdale Know That I'm Bossed Up
Bitch N***a I'm Bossed Up
Fuck N***a I'm Bossed Up
Hoes N***a I'm Bossed Up
Yeen Talking No Money You Lost Us

You Said That You Balling Get Crossed Up
Salad My Wallet Get Tossed Up
You Said That You Got It Get Mossed Up
You Had Yo Chance But You Fucked Up (X2)

Verse 2:
I Ain't Even Try To Dress Today But I Just Fucked Around And Got Sauced Up
I'm Just Trynna Get Bossed Up
You Know That I'm Winning You Lost Up
You Know That You Fumbled You Fucked Up
I Picked Up The Ball And I Lucked Up
I Was The Draft Pick You Din Make The Cut
My Finger Tips Itching I'm Getting Paper Cuts
We Playing Fa Keeps So That Paper Fa Us
We Ain't Paying These Bitches They Paying Fa Us
On The Radio They Playing Fa Us
Now The Fakest Of Friends Say They Praying Fa Us
Yo Baby Wit Us She Been Laying Wit Us
Where Has She Been She Been Staying With Us
That Paper With Us So It's Safer With Us
Yeen Getting No Money Boy Shut The Fuck Up

(:Hook:)