[Chorus]
I know he ain't getting no money
Got a lil pocket right now full of hundreds
Finna blow a bag, lil n***a, like 'fuck it'
I don't want your ass, lil bitch, just suck it
Gripping that .40, Pawtucket
Fuck it, I think imma up it
Got the trap straight jumping
We got them sticks so we can't tuck it

[Verse]
You in a CLO that bitch a bucket
N***as cap, truck fit
I been in the streets, I run it
Lose your life for nothing
Toting drums, n***a, no percussion
Dracos straight from Russia
Bad bitch but the bitch keep fussing
Choppa singing like David Ruffin
You fake n***as done made it rough
You fake n***as keep acting tough
I hate n***as, I done had enough
Fake watch, but shit bussed
Broke n***as still take the bus
Gotta get a n***a, that's a must
Fuck all the opps, in a Glock I trust
You couldn't even get close to us
Forgiatos on truck
Swear, if I missed, then that's your luck
Fuck all the opps, in a Glock I trust
You couldn't even gеt close to us
Forgiatos on truck
Swear, if I missed, thеn that's your luck
Swear, if I missed, then that's your luck
[Chorus]
I know he ain't getting no money
Got a lil pocket right now full of hundreds
Finna blow a bag, lil n***a, like 'fuck it'
I don't want your ass, lil bitch, just suck it
Gripping that .40, Pawtucket
Fuck it, I think imma up it
Got the trap straight jumping
We got them sticks so we can't tuck it