[Intro]
Yeah, man
Too much money, this shit tied, it's too much money
(Oogie Mane killed it)
Shit, you know how it go
Hmm, yeah
Hmm

[Pre-Chorus]
I just got the Tesla, so I want me a mil'
Nothin' that you said, cause I know how you feel
Still got this money, I didn't sign no deal
I'm not no junkie, I still pop these pills (Worried bout)
We're up in Beverly talkin' bout the hills (Worried bout)
We're up in Beverly talkin' bout some mil's
Syrup, poured up, then I don't feel
Just bought a script, I get wock for a bill

[Chorus]
Just woke up to a bread, just woke up to a bag
Just woke up to the bag, just woke up to a bread
Just woke up to a bag, just woke up to a bag
Just woke up to a swag, just wokе up to a bread

[Verse]
It's rollie day, I'm buying a rollie today (Uh)
It's a chromе hearts day, lil bitch, I'm rockin that chrome heart today (Uh)
It's a oxy day, I'm poppin' like three today (Uh)
I fell in love with them cars, I fell in love with the money (Skrrt)
Soon as you get into something, everyone act a lil funny
Walk in the store, cop it all everything that I want, cause I got it on me
Just left your crib with your girl, you just got off of work in the parking lot
I told my dog you a bitch, he the one to go pull up he bark a lot
Bro wanna sip on some lean, so I cop me some Tris, so I just wanna hit up exotic pop
Your girl wanna suck on the team, wanna suck on the squad, so I pull up and give her the lollipop
Walk down the street with a glick in my pocket and shot at my opp and it sounded like mardi gras
You wanna talk bout the shit that you never gon' do, cause you really wanna sit there and talk a lot
Do my little blue gotta pull up on you with that 2-2-2-2 and then pull down his balaclava?
We boutta get to the bread yea the cheese, yeah, the miracle whip getting the things that let us on
I been on off oxy for months I don't even know what it feel like to be sober at all
Ridin' round, big ol' Bentley
I'm not your buddy, dont think that we friendly
Boy, it's so sad that you care about pennies
All she wanna do is just drink on some Henny
I walk in the spot, I can tell that they panic
You think that you hard, but you not talkin' granite
You gotta break off that loser mentality
Just talked to the devil, the one that I'm battling
[Pre-Chorus]
I just got the Tesla, so I want me a mil'
Nothin' that you said, cause I know how you feel
Still got this money, I didn't sign no deal
I'm not no junkie, I still pop these pills (Worried bout)
We're up in Beverly talkin' bout the hills (Worried bout)
We're up in Beverly talkin' bout some mil's
Syrup, poured up, then I don't feel
Just bought a script, I get wock for a bill

[Chorus]
Just woke up to a bread, just woke up to a bag
Just woke up to the bag, just woke up to a bread
Just woke up to a bag, just woke up to a bag
Just woke up to a swag, just woke up to a bread