[Chorus: FleeJ]
You not 'bout no static (pussy), take off his Rolex or Patek (pull up and snatch it)
He not a savage, never tote an automatic (you never strappin')
Catch him in traffic (brrt), he better pray I don't have it (baow)
Don't play with the cabbage, touch you, you know what's gon' happen

[Verse 1: FleeJ]
I'm with the trappers and bosses, we ain't into takin' losses
Gettin' to it on the porch, 12 comin', gotta toss it
You ain't gang, n***a move around
You just hang with the shooters now
Man I been totin' glizzys, been wild since a juvenile
Big forty with extendo, stick bend him like limbo
Red beam out the window, make your car do an indo
He got hit with his bitch, I move a milly with the grip
My shooters with me never slip, my shooters with me never miss
Saint Pablo when I drip, or I'm dipped in Givenchy
On the road it was risky, came home, counted fifty
They call me Flee, we in a V, and all of my n***as tote glizzys
Yeezy my feet, mike [?], in a vintage Saint Laurent tee
I go to LV, they see the VV's, and all the bitches they be on fleek
Bitch I'm a G, I pull up and squeeze, 'cause you know I keep it on me

[Chorus: FleeJ]
You not 'bout no static (pussy), take off his Rolex or Patek (pull up and snatch it)
He not a savage, never tote an automatic (you never strappin')
Catch him in traffic (brrt), he better pray I don't have it (baow)
Don't play with the cabbage, touch you, you know what's gon' happen
[Verse 2: Trap Manny]
Pull up and hop out of wagons, huh
These n***as don't want no static, huh
These n***as silver [?]
Think he a soldier, put a cap in his cap
It's a new era, why these n***as still cappin'
I ain't jokin', why you laughin'?
Snatch his choker out and gag him
N***a we takin' the cabbage
No time for distraction, I'm countin' them racks, with PJ in a PJ
He got a Patek, all of my n***as hungry and now it's lookin' like a feast day
Trappin' and scam, jugg and finesse, gotta get it more than three ways
Heard he a dub, cheese on his head, got him hidin' out in Green Bay
With the raids on the E-way, watch a n***a do the speed race
Me and fake n***as don't relate, I'm tryna run it up like a relay
Send it to you like eBay, come quicker on a weekday
Time is money like a prepaid, bitch I'm in the trap, I don't sleep late
You don't want no static

[Chorus: FleeJ]
You not 'bout no static (pussy), take off his Rolex or Patek (pull up and snatch it)
He not a savage, never tote an automatic (you never strappin')
Catch him in traffic (brrt), he better pray I don't have it (baow)
Don't play with the cabbage, touch you, you know what's gon' happen