[Chorus]
Yeah, I'm tryna put big doors on a big house
Yeah, my life so top floor, talkin' bout penthouse
Yeah, all this codeine I pour, it's 'bout to spill out
Yeah, n***as tryna hang with the gang, they better get down
Shawty come through not tryna give up that brain, then she get kicked out
Yeah, if the opps outside, then I'm pulling sticks out
Yeah, I go iPhone shawty, please take a pic now
Yeah, I go MJ baby, the way that I ball out

[Verse 1]
Yeah, they pay me to drip these clothes shop at the mall now
Damn, they just pay me to fuck thesе hoes I turned them all up
And I know thеse n***as not my bros I don't even call them
Talkin' bout racks, huh, if you talkin' bout racks, bitch I'm having all them
If you talkin' bout swag, huh, if you talkin' 'bout swag then I'm having all that
I'm a young n***a, with a bag of them racks, baby what you call that?
Shawty bad and her ass fat, how she carry all that?
I think that I need to take a nap, I been counting all day

[Chorus]
Yeah, I'm tryna put big doors on a big house
Yeah, my life so top floor, talkin' bout penthouse
Yeah, all this codeine I pour, it's 'bout to spill out
Yeah, n***as tryna hang with the gang, they better get down
Shawty come through not tryna give up that brain, then she get kicked out
Yeah, if the opps outside, then I'm pulling sticks out
Yeah, I go iPhone shawty, please take a pic now
Yeah, I go MJ baby, the way that I ball out
[Verse 2]
Yeah, bitch I get big racks play with big guns
I'm having big money having big fun
I'm having thick bitches you don't get none
Yeah, said I'm having thick hoes big bankrolls
Got a trackhawk truck lift it all the way up n***a sitting on 24s
N***as acting like they knew me back then n***a I ain't never know'd you
I been jugging since way back then, talkin’ ‘bout Metro and the Motorolas
When I'm sipping mud I need a coffee cup I'm sipping drank bitch not Folgers
When I put these shades on, shawty, I been act like I don't know you
And I keep my fye on me I ain't looking over my shoulder
I put trust in my homies ain't looking over my shoulders
I ain't never gon need a [?] I ain't never ever pulling over
I been fucked your bitch and bent her over
I pour codeine in my soda
I got ice on my neck and wrist baby I don't think I can get colder
When I touch down in the A ima tell your main bitch to come over
Your main bitch ain't shit n***a yeah your main bitch ain't glowing
I'm the same n***a but I speak the money language and that's all I'm knowing

[Chorus]
Yeah, I'm tryna put big doors on a big house
Yeah, my life so top floor, talkin' bout penthouse
Yeah, all this codeine I pour, it's 'bout to spill out
Yeah, n***as tryna hang with the gang, they better get down
Shawty come through not tryna give up that brain, then she get kicked out
Yeah, if the opps outside, then I'm pulling sticks out
Yeah, I go iPhone shawty, please take a pic now
Yeah, I go MJ baby, the way that I ball out