[Intro]
OBN, da-da-da-da
I'm on that bitch, I say yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
I'm on that bitch, I say yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh-oh-oh, oh-woah-oh-oh
Mmh-mmh, mmh-mmh, mmh-mmh
Da-da-da-da
(PlayBoy on this bitch, but he ain't playin' though)

[Verse 1]
Never understood why they'll just get up and leave
Like they ain't even have no heart, like I was beggin' 'em please
Got off my ass and made a bag, I bet I made 'em believe
Bitch go to trippin', I'ma show you how it's rockin' with me
I been layin' low, stackin' my chips, thinkin' my game over
They gon' speak on shit that don't concern 'em just to get they fame up
I copped a couple yoppers, went recruitin', got my flame up
You try me now, bet you pussy bitches gon' get banged up

[Chorus]
Started pushing forward, now I'm moving on
I got my bag up, what the fuck can you do me now?
You know I talk that real shit, and I be speakin' loud
I say the words then it's done, real young big dawg (I'm a real big dawg to you n***as)
[Verse 2]
Step out in public and they ask me this, they ask me that
Like what you got on? You got on Louis and Chanel that
You never said it was fuck me but I could tell that
I know some real deal steppers where that jail at
I watched 'em leave and I just laughed 'cause I ain't need them
I put that bag on Junior books, give him freedom
Ain't tryna beef, I'm tryna pull up and just squeeze 'em
Iced out my mama, you gotta love Miss Tameeka
Still got big Glocks, come and try somethin'
Fiends whippin' on the block, tryna buy somethin'
Heart filled up with pain, I'm a hot son
I ran my bands up bad, this a hot summer
Doin' my thing, I'm in my lane, I ain't like no other
Thinkin' I'm green, I'm so ready for to rock somethin'
Whole team on game, them my brothers
That purp pack in my blunt and it's real pressure

[Chorus]
Started pushing forward, now I'm moving on
I got my bag up, what the fuck can you do me now?
You know I talk that real shit, and I be speakin' loud
I say the words then it's done, real young big dawg (I'm a real big dawg to you n***as)