[Intro: StanWill]
Yeah

[Verse 1: StanWill]
In this shit called life, you either win or you lose
Since 2017, was turning BINs into blues (Ayy, Melly, what the fuck is that?)
Claim they gang when you up but they ain't kin when you lose
Got a arm on my feet, I spent a limb on my shoes
Nowadays it's Mike Amiris but back then it was Trues
Wake up thinking 'bout a bag, dream of M's when I snooze
Brodie Wock' pouring, bitch, I'm Glock toting
Skinny than a bitch, I'm flexing like The Rock on 'em
They say time is money so I guess yo' clock broken
This ARP an SBR, I got a stock on it
I can't even think, BabyTron za' potent
Foam Runners on my feet, bitches think it's Crocs on me
Looking like you run in place, what you got is not motion
Thought my pockеts lost a fight, all these fucking knots poking
In that bag, bitch, we jumping off thе turnbuckle
Could be za' or the opps, gang gon' burn something
Trackhawks and Hellcats, we gon' swerve something
Take the Glock and burn his top, we'll perm something
Better learn something

[Chorus: BabyTron, TrDee & StanWill]
RPs and V cuts
Bitch, I'm zooted, made a ten off of three dumps
Remember I was broke eating free lunch
Now I'm really balling, I won't freeze upFuck whoever get the bucket if yo' team up
Had to throw some Creed on to cover up the Pink Runtz
If it's on the floor, pull up with mops, we tryna sweep something
If it's on the floor, pull up with blowers, tryna leave something (If it's on the floor, pull up with shh)
[Verse 2: BabyTron]
He wanted beef but froze up, he should've thought it out
Ain't no money on yo' Instagram? You should be logging out
Hop up in that 'Kitty, do one-fifty, finna dog it out
Throwing bullets out the Desert Eagle, Donovan McNabb
I ain't stopping 'til I got a billion dollars in the stash
I ain't stopping no time soon
Punch fire, it's gon' go right through
I can't let them pull my card, I ain't no ho like you
We gon' see the A by noon, we hit the road by two
Foreign whip, see a red light and blow right through
Talking shit but got no money? You got no right, dude
You got no right to, you got no pape'
Thought I sold him za? That shit for sure shake
Caught in traffic off a six of Quagen, I got road rage
See an opp? Hop out the whip and cause a scene
On the phone with Titi, Ksubi's in, lil' bitch, we talking jeans

[Chorus: BabyTron, TrDee & StanWill]
RPs and V cuts
Bitch, I'm zooted, made a ten off of three dumps
Remember I was broke eating free lunch
Now I'm really balling, I won't freeze up
Fuck whoever get the bucket if yo' team up
Had to throw some Creed on to cover up the Pink Runtz
If it's on the floor, pull up with mops, we tryna sweep something
If it's on the floor, pull up with blowers, tryna leave something
(If it's on the floor, pull up with shh)
[Verse 3: TrDee]
I been balling, need a Gatorade
It'll save you so you gotta save
You won't find this in the store because I got it made
All I gotta do is show some money then I'm getting laid
Whole team balling, every member stuffed the stat sheet
Why you cuff that bitch? I heard she running like a track meet
Dawg hating 'cause I popped his bitch just like some acne
Not with OVO but I got Drac' sittin' in the backseat
Giffy man hitting different states like a tour
Hall of Fame Dimer, if I pass, he gon' score
If I tell her, "Fuck me", she gon' do it like a chore
Whispered in her ear, "I'm tryna slam it like a door"
Hit a set of friends, they was lit on a girls trip
Feel just like DeRozan 'cause I'm back on my bullshit
Tron pulled up on me with some buffs whiter than Cool Whip
Woke up and forgot I went to sleep 'cause I was too lit
ShittyBoyz

[Chorus: BabyTron, TrDee & StanWill]
RPs and V cuts
Bitch, I'm zooted, made a ten off of three dumps
Remember I was broke eating free lunch
Now I'm really balling, I won't freeze up
Fuck whoever get the bucket if yo' team up
Had to throw some Creed on to cover up the Pink Runtz
If it's on the floor, pull up with mops, we tryna sweep something
If it's on the floor, pull up with blowers, tryna leave something
(If it's on the floor, pull up with shh)