[Ama: Chorus]
Little do they know
My pockets bigger than they got
I walk around with bands
Longer than what all y'all got
Got impeccable flows
They never tell me no
Y’all leave when I say go
This year we gon' blow

[Charles Tyler: Verse]
Lo Village got flow for days
Up so high
I might float away
Brought my sand to the beach
Cus they throwing shade
Play my cards right
Then I fade away like a ball player
Now she mad at me
Cus I don't know her name
Asking questions like Charlemagne
I’m a spend it all
Cus I got more to make
Hit the headboard
Make her shoulder shake
Rev the gas
Make the motor brake
Ballin' could of played for Florida State
Shit I probably should of played for Golden State
I'm a just pull up in front
And she just gon' hop in the back
And I'm a dodge all of the red lights
And I'm a keep her
If the head right

[Ama: Chorus]
Little do they know
My pockets bigger than they got
I walk around with bands
Longer than what all y'all got
Got impeccable flows
They never tell me no
Y'all leave when I say go
This year we gon’ blow

[Kane: Verse]
When I’m bored
I will stir up the pot
I need the seasoning
With yellow top
Use discretion
Like we selling rocks
And FOX news
Mobilizing the Cops
We hit a lick
Maleek had the drop
Brittany and Kay had survived the spot
How many bands u got?
Bitch a lot!
Unesseary flex
But that's a thot
What’s your name
I forgot?
I forgot
Gucci ban
Montclair, Prada
Y'all n***as act as if is agua
I carefully step as is it's lava
(Aye)
Lil dreads, Shabba
She calling me daddy
I ain't your father
She hopeful
But I won’t give her nada
She a space cadet
In need of NASA

[Ama: Verse]
My misses and ladies
Pullin' in like playboy babies
In the back
Rico Nasty
That's a bad young lady
Get your cash lil baby
I ain't mad at it
I hate to say it
But some of you bitches
Is crazy and real shady
If the next getting the bag
That's more options for you
Making a way for all you haters
In the 202
Oops you ain't see me coming
Hope that I ain't upset you
Let me get out the booth
I'm speaking way too much truth

[Ama: Chorus]
Little do they know
My pockets bigger than they got
I walk around with bands
Longer than what all y'all got
Got impeccable flows
They never tell me no
Y'all leave when I say go
This year we gon' blow