[Intro]
Ouu.. Sav killed it
Let's go
Free white boy n***a
You know, born bro what's good
Ahh

[Verse 1: Ace Money]
Really hugged the road more than I hugged my auntie
Cleanin' up the money when I say I'm at the laundry
Boy it's going down, these Diors, you better hold for me
Seven different states, gettin' money, that's a tour for me
Heard that n***a scared to get a bag, so it's more for me
Gotta throw it some, she don't fuck for free
Pro'lly get you some, if you work for me
Off-White bag for my bitch, it was burgundy
Showed her twenty bands on the gram, now she slurpin' me
Put some diamonds on the Rollie, yeah surgery
I got old money, put it in a nursery
Baby girl cried to my dog, he did her worse than me
I be havin' dreamin' nightmares they be worse than me
I ain't seen a dollar off this rap, boy I run these streets
[Ahhh]

[Verse 2: Skplyv Nolstnm]
Za, this wasn't 'posed to happen
From the A to the D, we makin' shit happen
I went shopping with my giffys, I was supposed to cash in
No question, you a real n***a, you gon' tap in
Za, shoot everything but the back boards
Free the white boy and all the black boys
I don't see you n***as, y'all some try-hards
Bend a n***a block in the Trackhawk
Ay, took the chromes made a loaf out it
Slow it down, baby slow ride it
I- I finesse, I get more out it
Up the five, bring the whole item
[Verse 3: Babyface Ray]
Baby girl a demon, she gon' suck the soul out me
Fuck her like she mine, but we ain't got no title
N***a tryna scrap, I'ma let the pole fight him
Break them bitches down, we can get the most out it
Pass me my weed n***a, pass me my drank
I treat the Gucci shoebox like the bank
Water on my piece, bitch I'm from the Great Lakes
If they hit the lights, n***a I'ma do the race
Man these tours ain't shit, we was on the road with weight
We ain't leavin' 'til it's gone, then we headin' out yo state
I must be doin' some' right, I been feelin' hate
My right hand a FN, it's with me everyday
Pull up on the block, got more flavors than the Cookies store
Fly these in the trap, while I'm servin', cut a movie on
My lil' n***as scam, play with cards like it's Yu-Gi-Oh!
Burberry everythin', today I'm buying Louis tho'

[Verse 4: GT]
Ay, I just touched down in Tampa with it
The Presidential cost a brick, with no diamonds in it
Goin' off molly, old schools with the posse
Young n***a droppin' out of school, so they can catch bodies
Brand new Forgiato's, these 26"s
You spent a dub on yo chain, I put it in my engine
Next day I'm in the 'Vette, watchin' n***as spinnin'
You lil' n***as played out, like some True Religion
Just put a n***a's rent in this cup I'm sippin'
Put a n***a on a shirt if he look suspicious
All my killers look the same, they don't know who did it
We some million dollar n***as, came from the trenches
N***a stop cappin', you just rappin', you ain't into nothin'
Came through, bought a n***a bag, we ain't with the bluffin'
Lookin' like I do scams, but I'm into hustiln'
Big .45, man down, I ain't with the tusslin'