[Intro: Skilla Baby]
(MIA JAY C)
Huh?
Hmm

[Chorus: Skilla Baby & Cam Dinero]
I been hustlin' all year, I ain't stoppin'
Fifty thousand worth Amiri in my closet
I'm tryna stack me a Richie, feel like Mazi
I call Tune Ja Morant, that n***a wanna catch a body
Need an M if a n***a tryna sign me
Every time lift him up, we catch a body
We can't fly through the air, so we gon' drive it
I don't never window shop 'cause I'ma cop it

[Verse 1: Cam Dinero]
I be with a bad bitch, you ain't gotta ask shit
And your mans a crash dummy, hit his head, we smack whips
If I re-up in the morning, then don't call me past six
You the type to blow it on a freak, then try to act rich
Skilla, what's the deal? N***as don't be in the field
You went on a drill, got caught, that n***a squealed
Hit her while she sober, you had fucked her off a pill
Amiri should endorse me, n***as' clothes were never real
I got pain in my eyes, I done seen blood in 'em
We be runnin' n***as over, you could never run with us
If you hearin' he a rat, you won't see him in my picture
In the Masi' with a ho, tryna plot on me a Richard
[Chorus: Skilla Baby & Cam Dinero]
I been hustlin' all year, I ain't stoppin'
Fifty thousand worth Amiri in my closet
I'm tryna stack me a Richie, feel like Mazi
I call Tune Ja Morant, that n***a wanna catch a body
Need an M if a n***a tryna sign me
Every time lift him up, we catch a body
We can't fly through the air, so we gon' drive it
I don't never window shop 'cause I'ma cop it

[Verse 2: Skilla Baby]
All my young n***as tryna catch a body
I keep a chopper on me, n***a, I don't know karate
My AR twist a n***a up, I call that bitch [?]
My Chinese chopstick put him in the air like kamikaze
I'll have Cam wet a n***a up like Ryan Lochte
I don't know about no sunflower seeds, this a poppy
Huh? N***as always speakin' on me, don't know shit about me
My shooter come from Compton, that n***a rich and rowdy
Smack a n***a and his mama, ain't shit bitch about me
I only trust my hands, I don't need a money counter
Tune watched me run up dog shit off the downers
I got a hundred in the chopper, I give n***as Jae Crowder (Huh?)

[Chorus: Skilla Baby & Cam Dinero]
I been hustlin' all year, I ain't stoppin'
Fifty thousand worth Amiri in my closet
I'm tryna stack me a Richie, feel like Mazi
I call Tune Ja Morant, that n***a wanna catch a body
Need an M if a n***a tryna sign me
Every time lift him up, we catch a body
We can't fly through the air, so we gon' drive it
I don't never window shop 'cause I'ma cop it
[Verse 3: Mazi Rich]
Been runnin' up a bag, bitches say I look tired
Hundred jacks in a week, I sell to your buyer buyer
Need at least three racks, wanna see me on the flyer
You n***as broke as fuck, y'all ain't richer than my driver
I'ma drop a Richy when I touch a milli'
N***as crackin' jokes, but they broke, these n***as silly
You gon' get thumped if you bump my baby Skilla
Always bounce back from L's, I'm a G.O.A.T., ask Billy
Tryna run up dineros with my n***a Cam
Tune keep two sticks just in case a Glock jam
Better watch how you lookin', shit, I almost blew a fan
What you want for that pussy? I ain't payin' for no dance

[Chorus: Skilla Baby & Cam Dinero]
I been hustlin' all year, I ain't stoppin'
Fifty thousand worth Amiri in my closet
I'm tryna stack me a Richie, feel like Mazi
I call Tune Ja Morant, that n***a wanna catch a body
Need an M if a n***a tryna sign me
Every time lift him up, we catch a body
We can't fly through the air, so we gon' drive it
I don't never window shop 'cause I'ma cop it