[Intro]
Falayoo
Falayoo, Falayoo, Falayoo, Falayoo (Bow)
Look, you know the, you know the drill
Eli Fross
Gllt
Bang

[Verse 1]
Y’all n***as be trynna compete with me, but I gotta get to the lovely bag
Since I was young couldn’t eat for free, so why do you think imma share that bag?
Got dream for the money, to bag the honeys, my mom’s been on a mission (Boom Boom Boom)
If you ain't talking the bag, the honeys, the racks, the [?]

[Chorus 1]
What you know ‘bout running from the spins? (Glllt)
Mommy crying, infants in the crib (Boom)
Breaking doors, looking for our shit
Sorry kids, but daddy missed the rent (Bang Bang Bang)

[Verse 2]
Eli Fross man I’m back again, don’t talk to no cops keep guns in the mattresses
Say he young moving packs and shit
Deli said stay low, get back on this rapping shit (Dummy)
But I ain’t no average kid
Became a bully in the streets I’m a branch from an average twig
In this life ain’t no acting shit (Gllt)
You can die from this shit B.O.A. who you makkin with
Your bitch wanna suck for the come up, she think that I’m gunnin, the way that I show the drip
This n***a a broke, he a runner, he don’t get no cheddar from moving the [?] and shit
[Chorus 2]
I gotta get to the bag homie
I gotta get to the cash homie (Bang Bang)
Dzz is all on my ass homie (Skrrt)
You know that I’m doing the dash homie (Bang Bang Bang)
I gotta get to the bag homie (Blllt)
I gotta get to the cash homie (Boom Boom)
Dzz is all on my ass homie
You know that I’m doing the dash homie (You know the drill) (Falayoo) (Falayoo)
What you know ‘bout running from the spins?
Mommy crying, infants in the crib
Breaking doors, looking for our shit
Sorry kids, but daddy missed the rent

[Bridge]
I dream about money, I been about money, before all the money [?]
That boy moving funny, that boy is a dummy, I told you I been on my murder shit
I gotta get to the money
Yeezy drip please don’t walk in front me (Don’t walk)
Main bitch I’m all up in her tummy (In her tummy)
She a treesh then I’m getting to the money (Getting to the money)
Y’all n***as is mad that I get to the cash, and my bitch walk around with a Draco
You tried to run up, you get done up, she drill if I say so (Bang bang bang)
Ty High, he tried to run up on me but his gat had no plan (Ty High) (Ty High)
Bye bye, he really gone know the drill when that gat reach my hand
Sky high, it’s a shame he had to die, another young black young man
2Fly, he gotta go chase a bag without a bag I’m little man (Gllllt)
[Chorus 3]
What you know ‘bout running from the spins?
Mommy crying, infants in the crib (Shhh)
Breaking doors, looking for our shit (Boom-Boom)
Sorry kids, daddy missed the rent
How you gon' hop out, slide out, pop out, and I got Glocks out?
All of y’all hot out, Glocks out, lemme show you what I’m ‘bout

[Outro]
Gang, gang, gang, gang, it’s Eli Fross
You know the drill, free Dev Bands, free [?], Free the L’z