Tired of n***as flexing little blowers them is track guns
Flexing petty ass one's them is not hunds, you n***as love being broke it is not fun, shake that ass lil bitch you a rat haaan ( 2X )

Seven days a week bitch i need my blue strips, talking tuff but in person never do shit
Nerd n***a got stripped for his new shit, tucked off getting bands on some smoov shit
My n***as really in the field Babe Ruth bitch, no track guns just long chops like pool sticks
Sipping on this juice moving slow like the matrix, i fuck with bad bitches with dough, nothing basic
Kicking all this flavor little bitch i know you taste it, feeling like Drakeo hitting gates in these maison's
Slide through the telly then yo ass getting painted, can't wait to call moms just to tell her that i made it
Thick bitch in the function she ain't scared shake it, ima bleed the bitch for the franklins, not playing
Most these n***as rats, all I'm saying, bitch I'm really trying touch a mill so I'm praying, I'm praying
223 bullets smack a n***a in his biceps, trying cool with Ralfy smoke good cooks, sip hi-tec bitch
You n***as really cuffing eaters, hollow tips box a n***a 5 dollar Caesars
When it come to money n***as know that I'm eager, n***as know that I'm eager
When it come to money n***as know that I'm eager, n***as know that I'm eager AYE!

Tired of n***as flexing little blowers them is track guns
Flexing petty ass one's them is not hunds, you n***as love being broke it is not fun, shake that ass lil bitch you a rat haaan ( 2X )

I need some chilli, bop bop bitch i need a milly
I ain't want to fuck yo bitch because she hella filthy, I'm sending smoke to these n***as like a fucking chimney
We rolling fat woods only, can't roll no skimpy's, grammy's on my neck you see the boogers to
Im finna blow a n***a down like i play the flute, every time i touch the dough I'm getting deja vu
These n***as really mad because my team be touching hella blues, Balling on these older n***as they didn't see me coming (Hmm), dunking on these n***as like Demarcus Cousins (Hmm)
Bitch get out my face, where the bands you touching?
I bled the bitch out her chilli and her favorite cousin, we OT chasing bands be we really thugging
Diamonds got a n***a crying like he cutting onions, you n***as ain't poe'n nothing but some fucking tussin
All them franco's and cuban's you better tuck'em

Tired of n***as flexing little blowers them is track guns
Flexing petty ass one's them is not hunds, you n***as love being broke it is not fun, shake that ass lil bitch you a rat haaan ( 2X )