[Hook: Austin Fair]
Bitch sit down you can't reach that
Just touched down gotta reset
They copy my style how I teach that
Young n***a grind for the respect
Gold on my ring, take a look and its clear
Open your eyes, you could see me appear
Bitch on my side, she badder than yours
She trynna slide, I told her come here
Bitch sit down you can't reach that
Just touched down gotta reset
They copy my style how I teach that
Young n***a grind for the respect
Gold on my ring, take a look and its clear
Open your eyes, you could see me appear
Bitch on my side, she badder than yours
She trynna slide, I told her come here

[Verse 1:]
Run up the cash, go get it
I gotta spaz on these n***as
My n***as actually winnin'
Double the bag in my city
I'm from the north where it's chilly
Chicopee, straight out to Boston I'm chillin'
Just did a show made a killing
Rappers be looking at me like a villain
413 giant, I stomp competition
N***as be talking, don't care how they feeling
Shorty a dime, I'mma keep her attention
I'm trynna smash if I get the permission
You gotta grind if you trynna get millies
Bitch on my side, and that girl sitting pretty
Most of the game is just n***as pretending
Level up always, I'm ready, I'm willing
Just touched down gotta reset
Back in high school I was a reject
Now I got hoes trynna get back
She a bad vibe, I'mma fix that
She twerk it for me at the kickback
Bro got a AK with a lil' kick back
I'm with the gang like its Dipset
Shorty on me trynna see where your friends at
Pull up with karats on karats
These n***as know they embarrassed
We going up like a ferris
We don't buy nothing on clearance
Told me she love my appearance
Normally she don't like players
But she'll risk it all for my status
She'll risk it all for my status